Lyrics by the Letter H [Pseud ]

Lyrics by the Letter H [Pseud ]

by Charles Graham Halpine
     
 

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FORGIVE. Judge not harshly !—O, remember, Thou thyself hast need of ruth ; And let mercy's accents temper Even the rigid words of truth ! Through a glass with error

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FORGIVE. Judge not harshly !—O, remember, Thou thyself hast need of ruth ; And let mercy's accents temper Even the rigid words of truth ! Through a glass with error clouded, Thou dost all my faults behold, But the springs are darkly shrouded Whence the tide of passion rolled. Think not that I seek to blind you To my folly, to my shame ; Think not that I hope to find you Once deceived, and still the same ! Friendship—hope—love—all are forfeit, Trampled, shattered, or decayed— And for passion's deadly surfeit, .Years of anguish must be paid. Yet I would not that you chase me From your thoughts, and yet, I would ! May the future ne'er replace me In the niche where once I stood ? If my memory e'er be painted, Let it wear the shape it wore, When our souls were first acquainted In the happy days of yore ! Fare thee well! my days of pleasure Were not worth the sighs they cost; Yet the heart will sadly measure, What is gained, with all it lost! Madness—pain—for these I bartered Love as rich as yours to me ; And the ship with promise chartered, Sank in an unclouded sea ! THE OLD YEAR AND THE NEW. The good Old Year hath run his race, . And his latest hour draws near ; The cold dew shines on his hoary face, And he hobbles along with a listless pace, To his lonely and snow-covered resting-place In the northern hemisphere. See, how his stiff joints faint and shrink, As the cold breeze whistles by ! He has a bitter cup to drink, As he watches the sand in the hourglass sink; Standing alone on the icy brink Of the gulf of eternity ! His scanty robe is wrapped more tight, As the dim sun dwindles down : Not a star arises to cheer the night Of him whose temple they once made bright, When crimson roses and lilies...

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ISBN-13:
9781425519902
Publisher:
University of Michigan Library
Publication date:
09/28/2006
Pages:
236
Product dimensions:
6.14(w) x 9.21(h) x 0.50(d)

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FORGIVE. Judge not harshly !O, remember, Thou thyself hast need of ruth ; And let mercy's accents temper Even the rigid words of truth ! Through a glass with error clouded, Thou dost all my faults behold, But the springs are darkly shrouded Whence the tide of passion rolled. Think not that I seek to blind you To my folly, to my shame ; Think not that I hope to find you Once deceived, and still the same ! Friendshiphopeloveall are forfeit, Trampled, shattered, or decayed And for passion's deadly surfeit, .Years of anguish must be paid. Yet I would not that you chase me From your thoughts, and yet, I would ! May the future ne'er replace me In the niche where once I stood ? If my memory e'er be painted, Let it wear the shape it wore, When our souls were first acquainted In the happy days of yore ! Fare thee well! my days of pleasure Were not worth the sighs they cost; Yet the heart will sadly measure, What is gained, with all it lost! Madnesspainfor these I bartered Love as rich as yours to me ; And the ship with promise chartered, Sank in an unclouded sea ! THE OLD YEAR AND THE NEW. The good Old Year hath run his race, . And his latest hour draws near ; The cold dew shines on his hoary face, And he hobbles along with a listless pace, To his lonely and snow-covered resting-place In the northern hemisphere. See, how his stiff joints faint and shrink, As the cold breeze whistles by ! He has a bitter cup to drink, As he watches the sand in the hourglass sink; Standing alone on the icy brink Of the gulf of eternity ! His scanty robe is wrapped more tight, As the dim sun dwindles down : Not a star arises to cheer the night Of him whose temple they once made bright, When crimson rosesand lilies...

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