 Oh ! then, sweeter than perfume Borne on aromatic breeze, To the softened spirit come Those dear " Olden Memories !" In our days of mirth and gladness We may spurn their faint control, But they come, in hours of sadness, Like sweet music to the soul ;...  Trifles in Verse: A Collection of Fugitive Poems - Side 15af Lewis Jacob Cist - 1845 - 184 siderFuld visning - Om denne bog
 | William Turner Coggeshall - 1860 - 708 sider
...mirth and gladness, We may spurn their faint control, But they come, in hours of sadness, Like swect music to the soul ; And in sorrow, o'er us stealing...when life departs. Death from dross the spirit frees, Cheri.-h, in thine heart of beans, All thine Olden Memories ! TO MY MOTHER. MOTHER ! they say to me,... | |
 | Frederick Saunders, Minnie K. Davis - 1899 - 768 sider
...and plaintive moan Of the night-wind through the trees, Sweet to hear, though sad and lone, Are these olden memories. In our days of mirth and gladness,...departs, Death from dross the spirit frees, Cherish in thy heart of hearts All thine olden memories. THE DEATH OF THE BABE CHRISTABEL. (From "The B»ll»d... | |
 | 1909 - 672 sider
...they come, in hours of sadness, They are leaves of precious healing, Like sweet music to the soul. They are fruits of choicest balm. Ever till, when...departs. Death from dross the spirit frees, Cherish in thy heart of hearts Jlournal. DEATH BENEFIT. Published Monthly by the International United Brotherhood... | |
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