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George Wright Diary, 1872, 1879
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But the green grass is withered no flowers blooming there | But the green grass is withered no flowers blooming there | ||
| − | A few leafless branches are | + | A few leafless branches are a' that remain |
Like dreams of my boyhood now shattered & broken | Like dreams of my boyhood now shattered & broken | ||
| − | Tell | + | Tell a things are changed since the "days that are gone" |
| − | I sought then the "Rock" that | + | I sought then the "Rock" that o'erhung the clear water |
| − | + | Fond hoping that time there had lightly passed o'er | |
But the brown moss had crept o'er the letters there graven | But the brown moss had crept o'er the letters there graven | ||
And dark looked the waves as they rolled to the shore, | And dark looked the waves as they rolled to the shore, | ||
| − | It is vain then I | + | It is vain then I cried to seek joy in the present |
The past were but visions, no traces remain. | The past were but visions, no traces remain. | ||
As nature has changed so the hearts have been faithless | As nature has changed so the hearts have been faithless | ||
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No bleeding heart, a sacrifice | No bleeding heart, a sacrifice | ||
I bring to Venus' Shrine | I bring to Venus' Shrine | ||
| − | No Mary this, alone accept | + | No Mary this, alone accept |
As "Friendship's Valentine" | As "Friendship's Valentine" | ||
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WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 3, 1872.
But the green grass is withered no flowers blooming there A few leafless branches are a' that remain Like dreams of my boyhood now shattered & broken Tell a things are changed since the "days that are gone" I sought then the "Rock" that o'erhung the clear water Fond hoping that time there had lightly passed o'er But the brown moss had crept o'er the letters there graven And dark looked the waves as they rolled to the shore, It is vain then I cried to seek joy in the present The past were but visions, no traces remain. As nature has changed so the hearts have been faithless That vowed they'd be true "in the days that are gone"
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Friendship's Valentine -
Written to Mary McGill Feb. 14th 1848 -
No tender tales have I to tell Of Lover's Joy and Pain When hopes and fears usurp the sway And both alternate reign No bleeding heart, a sacrifice I bring to Venus' Shrine No Mary this, alone accept As "Friendship's Valentine"
