ROBIN AND JEANNIE.ByDORA GREENWELL.“Doyou think of the days that are gone, Jeannie,As you sit by the fire at night?Do you wish that the morn would bring back the time,When your heart and your step were so light?”“I think of the days that are gone, Robin,And of all that I joyed in then;But the brightest that ever arose on me,I have never wished back again.”“Do you think of the hopes that are gone, Jeannie,As you sit by the fire at night?Do you gather them up, as they faded fast,Like buds with an early blight?”“I think of the hopes that are gone, Robin,And I mourn not their stay was fleet,For they fell as the leaves of the roses fall,And were even in falling sweet.”“Do you think of the friends that are gone, Jeannie,As you sit by the fire at night?Do you wish they were round you again once more,By the hearth that they made so bright?”“I think of the friends that are gone, Robin;They are dear to my heart as then;But the best and the dearest among them allI have never wished back again.”* * * * *“Wehave lived and loved together,Through many changing years;We have shared each other’s gladness,We have wept each other’s tears.“I have never known a sorrowThat was long unsoothed by thee;For thy smile can make a summer,Where darkness else would be.“And let us hope the futureAs the past has been, will be;I will share with thee thy sorrows,And thou thy smiles with me.”Anonymous.
ROBIN AND JEANNIE.ByDORA GREENWELL.
“Doyou think of the days that are gone, Jeannie,As you sit by the fire at night?Do you wish that the morn would bring back the time,When your heart and your step were so light?”“I think of the days that are gone, Robin,And of all that I joyed in then;But the brightest that ever arose on me,I have never wished back again.”“Do you think of the hopes that are gone, Jeannie,As you sit by the fire at night?Do you gather them up, as they faded fast,Like buds with an early blight?”“I think of the hopes that are gone, Robin,And I mourn not their stay was fleet,For they fell as the leaves of the roses fall,And were even in falling sweet.”“Do you think of the friends that are gone, Jeannie,As you sit by the fire at night?Do you wish they were round you again once more,By the hearth that they made so bright?”“I think of the friends that are gone, Robin;They are dear to my heart as then;But the best and the dearest among them allI have never wished back again.”
“Doyou think of the days that are gone, Jeannie,As you sit by the fire at night?Do you wish that the morn would bring back the time,When your heart and your step were so light?”“I think of the days that are gone, Robin,And of all that I joyed in then;But the brightest that ever arose on me,I have never wished back again.”“Do you think of the hopes that are gone, Jeannie,As you sit by the fire at night?Do you gather them up, as they faded fast,Like buds with an early blight?”“I think of the hopes that are gone, Robin,And I mourn not their stay was fleet,For they fell as the leaves of the roses fall,And were even in falling sweet.”“Do you think of the friends that are gone, Jeannie,As you sit by the fire at night?Do you wish they were round you again once more,By the hearth that they made so bright?”“I think of the friends that are gone, Robin;They are dear to my heart as then;But the best and the dearest among them allI have never wished back again.”
“Doyou think of the days that are gone, Jeannie,As you sit by the fire at night?Do you wish that the morn would bring back the time,When your heart and your step were so light?”
“Doyou think of the days that are gone, Jeannie,
As you sit by the fire at night?
Do you wish that the morn would bring back the time,
When your heart and your step were so light?”
“I think of the days that are gone, Robin,And of all that I joyed in then;But the brightest that ever arose on me,I have never wished back again.”
“I think of the days that are gone, Robin,
And of all that I joyed in then;
But the brightest that ever arose on me,
I have never wished back again.”
“Do you think of the hopes that are gone, Jeannie,As you sit by the fire at night?Do you gather them up, as they faded fast,Like buds with an early blight?”
“Do you think of the hopes that are gone, Jeannie,
As you sit by the fire at night?
Do you gather them up, as they faded fast,
Like buds with an early blight?”
“I think of the hopes that are gone, Robin,And I mourn not their stay was fleet,For they fell as the leaves of the roses fall,And were even in falling sweet.”
“I think of the hopes that are gone, Robin,
And I mourn not their stay was fleet,
For they fell as the leaves of the roses fall,
And were even in falling sweet.”
“Do you think of the friends that are gone, Jeannie,As you sit by the fire at night?Do you wish they were round you again once more,By the hearth that they made so bright?”
“Do you think of the friends that are gone, Jeannie,
As you sit by the fire at night?
Do you wish they were round you again once more,
By the hearth that they made so bright?”
“I think of the friends that are gone, Robin;They are dear to my heart as then;But the best and the dearest among them allI have never wished back again.”
“I think of the friends that are gone, Robin;
They are dear to my heart as then;
But the best and the dearest among them all
I have never wished back again.”
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“Wehave lived and loved together,Through many changing years;We have shared each other’s gladness,We have wept each other’s tears.“I have never known a sorrowThat was long unsoothed by thee;For thy smile can make a summer,Where darkness else would be.“And let us hope the futureAs the past has been, will be;I will share with thee thy sorrows,And thou thy smiles with me.”Anonymous.
“Wehave lived and loved together,Through many changing years;We have shared each other’s gladness,We have wept each other’s tears.“I have never known a sorrowThat was long unsoothed by thee;For thy smile can make a summer,Where darkness else would be.“And let us hope the futureAs the past has been, will be;I will share with thee thy sorrows,And thou thy smiles with me.”Anonymous.
“Wehave lived and loved together,Through many changing years;We have shared each other’s gladness,We have wept each other’s tears.
“Wehave lived and loved together,
Through many changing years;
We have shared each other’s gladness,
We have wept each other’s tears.
“I have never known a sorrowThat was long unsoothed by thee;For thy smile can make a summer,Where darkness else would be.
“I have never known a sorrow
That was long unsoothed by thee;
For thy smile can make a summer,
Where darkness else would be.
“And let us hope the futureAs the past has been, will be;I will share with thee thy sorrows,And thou thy smiles with me.”
“And let us hope the future
As the past has been, will be;
I will share with thee thy sorrows,
And thou thy smiles with me.”
Anonymous.