A Song [Oh, Earlier Shall The Rosebuds Blow]

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Title:     A Song [Oh, Earlier Shall The Rosebuds Blow]
Author: William Johnson Cory [More Titles by Cory]

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Oh, earlier shall the rosebuds blow,
In after years, those happier years,
And children weep, when we lie low,
Far fewer tears, far softer tears.

ii.

Oh, true shall boyish laughter ring,
Like tinkling chimes in kinder times!
And merrier shall the maiden sing:
And I not there, and I not there.

iii.

Like lightning in the summer night
Their mirth shall be, so quick and free;
And oh! the flash of their delight
I shall not see, I may not see.

iv.

In deeper dream, with wider range,
Those eyes shall shine, but not on mine:
Unmoved, unblest, by worldly change,
The dead must rest, the dead shall rest.

[The end]
William Johnson Cory's poem: Song [Oh, Earlier Shall The Rosebuds Blow]

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