. Book of the Royal blue . lords of themain. Yes, this is the voice on the bluff March gale, We severed have been too long,But now we have done with a worn out tale— The tale of an ancient wrong ;And our friendship last long as love doth last, And be stronger than death is strong. This poem appeared simultaneously in all London papers a short timeago, ami was generally commented on, as showing the popular feeling oj John Hull to Uncle Sam. LIFE WITHOUT LOVE. BY ARTHUR G. LEWIS. IFE without love is like day without sunshine.*— Roses bereft of sweet natures perfume;Love is the guide mark to thos
. Book of the Royal blue . lords of themain. Yes, this is the voice on the bluff March gale, We severed have been too long,But now we have done with a worn out tale— The tale of an ancient wrong ;And our friendship last long as love doth last, And be stronger than death is strong. This poem appeared simultaneously in all London papers a short timeago, ami was generally commented on, as showing the popular feeling oj John Hull to Uncle Sam. LIFE WITHOUT LOVE. BY ARTHUR G. LEWIS. IFE without love is like day without sunshine.*— Roses bereft of sweet natures perfume;Love is the guide mark to those who are wearyOf waiting and watching in darkness and gloom. Love, to the heart, is like dew drops to violets,Left on the dust-ridden roadside to die, Love leads the way to our highest endeavors,Lightens and lessens the pain of each sigh. Life without love is like Spring without flowers,Brook-streams that move not, or star-bereft sky. Love creates efforts most worthy and noble,Prompts us to live and resigns us to TO A SKETCH. CWEET rlower, Thy outlines sketched by oneWho rivals thee, aye distances theeIn all thy fairness and beauty,—Thy gentleness and purity;—Comest thou from thy hiding placeTo call up memories of her absence ? Dear thou art, but dearer she. Whose handiwork thou art; Go thou back to her who made thee. Tell her of that great love Which swells my heart to-night, While I, alone, keep silent vigils In my den. Go thou, whisper it it is not for others ears ;But that sweet love which livesUnfathomed, boundless and eternal
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