Questions and Answers.
(Pat's Pick, page 47; Franklin Square No. 1, page 110.) 1 Flat.
Where, O where are the visions of morning,
Where, O where are the visions of morning,
M* nere, O where are the visions of, morning,
Fresh as the dews of our prime?
Gone like tenants that quit without warning,
Gone like tenants that quit without warning,
Gone like tenants that quit without warning,
Down the back entry of time.
Where are the Marys, and Anns, and Elizas,
Loving and lovely of yore?
Look in the columns of old Advertisers,
Married and dead by the score.
© Die away dreams of estatic emotion, Hopes like young eagles at play, Vows of unheard of and endless devotion, How ye have faded away! Yet though the ebbing of Time's mighty river Leave our young blossoms to die, Let him roll smooth in his current forever, Till the last pebble is dry.
The Mowers' Song. (Pat's Pick, page 74; Franklin Square, No. 1, page 155.) 1 Sharp, When, early morning's ruddy light Bids man to labor go, We haste with scythes all sharp and bright The meadow grass to mow.
