I plunge into the busy crowd, But when I ask my heart the sound, And when some other name I learn, In vain! I never can forget, And would not be forgot; E'en as the wounded bird will seek Its favourite bower to die, So, lady! I would hear thee speak, And yield my parting sigh. "Tis said that absence conquers love! But, oh! believe it not; I've tried, alas! its power to prove, 11 THE HOUR OF LOVE. BY FRANCIS B. BACON. WHEN morning wakes o'er hill and stream, When dew-drops on the blossoms gleam, When summer birds their matins sing, When bursting buds their fragrance fling, When zephyrs breathe their sweet perfume, When beauty's cheek puts on its bloom; Then is the hour of love. When daylight on the mountain dies, When, in the starry skies of night, The moon hath bent her bow of light; When hill, and plain, and lake, and stream, Are sleeping 'neath her silvery beam; When earthly thoughts die in the breast, When passion's waves are lulled to rest; Then is the hour of love. KIND, KIND AND GENTLE IS SHE. BY GABRIEL H. BARBOUR. KIND, kind and gentle is she, The tender blossom o' the tree Her brow is fair as winter's snow, Sae kind, kind and gentle is she, The tender blossom o' the tree, Oh! shouldst thou meet some haughty lass, Her head wi' pride and folly toss ; Ne'er look on her, but let her pass, Sae kind, kind and gentle is she, The tender blossom o' the tree, But see you one, wi' modest air, Sae kind, kind and gentle is she, The tender blossom o' the tree, And when you come to know her mind, Sae kind, kind and gentle is she, Kind is my Mary; The tender blossom o' the tree, I CANNA BID HIM GANG, MITHER. BY ANDREW M'MAKIN. I CANNA bid him gang, mither, I canna bid him gae; I'm sure 'twad brak my heart, mither, He's a'e sae kind and winsome, And though the pride of fifty maids, Then do not bid him gang, mither, He's a'e sae kind and winsome, And though the pride of fifty maids, I KNOW A MAIDEN FAIR TO SEE. BY HENRY W. LONGFELLOW. I KNOW a maiden fair to see, Take care! She can both false and friendly be, Beware! Beware! Trust her not, She is fooling thee! |