POEMS.
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But now they watch'd the gallant train,
As it vanished from their sight,
'Till they longed to see it once again,
In its glittering beauty bright.
And they thought upon that band so gay,
'Till they loathed their silent dell:
And they sigh'd to think that they must stay
In the home once loved so well.
The bright sun cast his rays of gold
Upon that spot so fair,
But the flowers looked on reserved and cold,
And wept that they were there.
As it vanished from their sight,
'Till they longed to see it once again,
In its glittering beauty bright.
And they thought upon that band so gay,
'Till they loathed their silent dell:
And they sigh'd to think that they must stay
In the home once loved so well.
The bright sun cast his rays of gold
Upon that spot so fair,
But the flowers looked on reserved and cold,
And wept that they were there.
The evening dews were falling fast,
And naught had reached their ear,
When they heard a bugle's thrilling blast
Proclaim the party near.
On! on they came with horse and hound,
And feathers waving high,
And the greenwood rang to their footstep's sound
As they swept the forest by.
"Will they depart and leave us here?"
And the flowers gaz'd forth with dread;
For the stately throng was drawing near,
But glanced not on their bed.
With snowy plumes and jewels bright,
And merry laugh and tone,
They have vanished like a beam of light,
And the flowers are left alone.
And naught had reached their ear,
When they heard a bugle's thrilling blast
Proclaim the party near.
On! on they came with horse and hound,
And feathers waving high,
And the greenwood rang to their footstep's sound
As they swept the forest by.
"Will they depart and leave us here?"
And the flowers gaz'd forth with dread;
For the stately throng was drawing near,
But glanced not on their bed.
With snowy plumes and jewels bright,
And merry laugh and tone,
They have vanished like a beam of light,
And the flowers are left alone.
