MY LADY FAIR.

MY LADY FAIR.

When aged winter, fierce and grim,Had ceased his surly reign,And virgin spring again adornedThe forest, field and plain;One morning when the sun was brightAnd music filled the air,I wandered o’er the meadow sweetBeside my lady fair!We strolled along ’mid blooming flow’rs,Till ’neath a spreading tree,We sat where swift the raptured hoursFlew o’er my love and me;And when at last time bade us part,I kissed those lips so sweet,And little dreamed but we should stillOft thus together meet.But us the stars of heav’n depart,When dawn her glory brings,One morn the angels bore her offUpon their snowy wings!Yet, in the golden realms above,I trust some day to see,With endless joy, the one who madeThis earth a Heaven to me!

When aged winter, fierce and grim,Had ceased his surly reign,And virgin spring again adornedThe forest, field and plain;One morning when the sun was brightAnd music filled the air,I wandered o’er the meadow sweetBeside my lady fair!We strolled along ’mid blooming flow’rs,Till ’neath a spreading tree,We sat where swift the raptured hoursFlew o’er my love and me;And when at last time bade us part,I kissed those lips so sweet,And little dreamed but we should stillOft thus together meet.But us the stars of heav’n depart,When dawn her glory brings,One morn the angels bore her offUpon their snowy wings!Yet, in the golden realms above,I trust some day to see,With endless joy, the one who madeThis earth a Heaven to me!

When aged winter, fierce and grim,Had ceased his surly reign,And virgin spring again adornedThe forest, field and plain;One morning when the sun was brightAnd music filled the air,I wandered o’er the meadow sweetBeside my lady fair!

We strolled along ’mid blooming flow’rs,Till ’neath a spreading tree,We sat where swift the raptured hoursFlew o’er my love and me;And when at last time bade us part,I kissed those lips so sweet,And little dreamed but we should stillOft thus together meet.

But us the stars of heav’n depart,When dawn her glory brings,One morn the angels bore her offUpon their snowy wings!Yet, in the golden realms above,I trust some day to see,With endless joy, the one who madeThis earth a Heaven to me!


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