FANNIE.
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Thy coolness never slaked the thirst
Of deer, pursued and panting,—
Returning traveler ne'er rehearsed
A tale of thee enchanting!
Of deer, pursued and panting,—
Returning traveler ne'er rehearsed
A tale of thee enchanting!
No memory to thee recurs
Of merry sons and daughters—
Of gay picnicking revelers
Encamped beside thy waters!
Of merry sons and daughters—
Of gay picnicking revelers
Encamped beside thy waters!
Nor time nor season shalt thou know
In thy dark habitation,
As age on age shall come and go,
And nation follow nation.
In thy dark habitation,
As age on age shall come and go,
And nation follow nation.
The centuries have riveted
Thy rock-ribbed walls around thee,
And to thy adamantine bed
Eternity hath bound thee.
Thy rock-ribbed walls around thee,
And to thy adamantine bed
Eternity hath bound thee.
Fannie.
We dressed her in her bridal robes
Of filmy texture rare,
And orange blossoms gaily twined
Amid her shining hair;
As in the joy of festal hours,
Serene with hope and pride,
We sent her forth in life's sweet morn,
A loved and happy bride.
Of filmy texture rare,
And orange blossoms gaily twined
Amid her shining hair;
As in the joy of festal hours,
Serene with hope and pride,
We sent her forth in life's sweet morn,
A loved and happy bride.
