H PASSING SHIPS. OW oft from out the distance blue Some stately ship sweeps o'er the bay, There for a space remains in view, Then from the waters fades away. Thus oft upon life's ocean wide And pass for ever from the sight. THE PATHWAY THROUGH THE WOOD. A SONG. WAS a calm and lovely evening, 'T And the peaceful woods were still : Scarce a sound of life ascended The forest-covered hill, Of the shady trees I stood, While before my view there wended On either side, like columns, The beeches reared their head, And formed a chequered carpet For the pathway through the wood. The turf that lay beneath me Was dressed in living green, And the brightest flowers of summer I deemed most fair and good In the pathway through the wood. And, while that best-belov'd one In my heart the hope I cherished She my path through life would share ; And, with her for my companion, 'Tis my only wish it should Prove as peaceful and as happy THOUGHTS OF THE DEAR OLD TIMES. A SONG. ID all the joys that hope can boast, 'MID Or expectation give, One joy there is that charms me most, For, floating on my memory, Like sound of distant chimes, Come thoughts of moments sweet to me, 'Tis this that bids despair depart, 'Tis this that cheers the saddest heart, And brings a blessing in its train- Still to these thoughts my spirit clings, And the fairest scene the future brings Shall but rebuild the past: For, though the days to come be drear, And I in foreign climes, One joy my darkest hour shall cheer, Thoughts of the dear old times. MY DEAR OLD HOME. M' A SONG. Y dear old home! how oft to thee My thoughts go back with joy, Until thy roof I seem to see, Once more a happy boy: My father's hand in mine; Their arms around me twine. Though future years to me should bring Her bounties every hour, My dear old home! within thy walls Than in a monarch's gilded halls Hold undisputed sway. How dear to me shall ever prove That one familiar spot, Blest by a thousand dreams of love That ne'er can be forgot! For, though to thee I ne'er return, But far for ever roam, My heart with tender thoughts shall yearn To thee, my dear old home! |