. Ave Maria;. ~i—» joys long gone by; When I sauntered lone on my way to meet mother, And I trembledhouse and the trees; To me all was so homelike and so dear, tru - ly The thots of mysor - row so keen; But there was one in whom I glad-ly found re - lief, 0 it was the taE--^=^-. -4 * <i ^ f, V-z. 9 p ? P I* •p Espressivo. |, 1, -^ *—I— t- »—|B- &-- -N-»- Wf^: lest it prove, my last good-by. The first thrill note of the rob-in red-breast, A - childhood days brot to me tears. The scene in the home is nowwhati remember. My God and Friend of my mother. My mothers hands so pure and white round m


. Ave Maria;. ~i—» joys long gone by; When I sauntered lone on my way to meet mother, And I trembledhouse and the trees; To me all was so homelike and so dear, tru - ly The thots of mysor - row so keen; But there was one in whom I glad-ly found re - lief, 0 it was the taE--^=^-. -4 * <i ^ f, V-z. 9 p ? P I* •p Espressivo. |, 1, -^ *—I— t- »—|B- &-- -N-»- Wf^: lest it prove, my last good-by. The first thrill note of the rob-in red-breast, A - childhood days brot to me tears. The scene in the home is nowwhati remember. My God and Friend of my mother. My mothers hands so pure and white round me twined. As MEMORIES OF HOME. Concluded.


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