To --- [When The Glad Sun Looks Smiling From The Sky]

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Title:     To --- [When The Glad Sun Looks Smiling From The Sky]
Author: Fanny Kemble [More Titles by Kemble]

When the glad sun looks smiling from the sky,
Upon each shadowy glen and woody height,
And that you tread those well known paths where I
Have stray'd with you,--do not forget me quite.

When the warm hearth throws its bright glow around,
On many a smiling cheek, and glance of light,
And the gay laugh wakes with its joyous sound
The soul of mirth,--do not forget me quite.

You will not miss me; for with you remain
Hearts fond and warm, and spirits young and bright,
'Tis but one word--"farewell;" and all again
Will seem the same,--yet don't forget me quite.

[The end]
Fanny Kemble's poem: To --- [When The Glad Sun Looks Smiling From The Sky]

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