miscellaneous poems.
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None knew him but the aged man
Who wept above his child.
And saw in him a neighbor's son—
A reckless youth and wild—
Who wept above his child.
And saw in him a neighbor's son—
A reckless youth and wild—
Companion of her childhood's years,—
Lovers, 'twas said, in youth;
Alas! for man's inconstancy,
For woman's dying truth.
Lovers, 'twas said, in youth;
Alas! for man's inconstancy,
For woman's dying truth.
PHILOSOPHY OF THE STARS.
The Heavens are calm and the night serene,
Look out, fair girl, 'tis a fairy scene,
And mark how the moon, with that star so fair,
Still wend their way through the fields of air.
Look out, fair girl, 'tis a fairy scene,
And mark how the moon, with that star so fair,
Still wend their way through the fields of air.
And ever 'tis thus, when the skies above.
Are lit with the moon's pale light of love;
Still pressed to her side with a jealous care,
Like a favorite lover, that star is there.
Are lit with the moon's pale light of love;
Still pressed to her side with a jealous care,
Like a favorite lover, that star is there.
