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Ah, well do I remember how my prayers Went with you, dear, and followed unawares; So speeding ever, winging far and wide About the path wherein your ship should ride, And pleading Heaven that most gentle airs And tempered tide Might bear you safely to the farther side. AH WELL DO I REMEMBER HOW MY PRAYERS WENT WITH YOU DEAR AND FOLLOWED UNAWARES SO SPEEDING OVER WINGING FAR AND WIDE ABOUT THE PATH WHEREIN YOUR SHIP SHOULD RIDE AND PLEADING HEAVEN THAT MOST GENTLE AIRS AND TEMPERED TIDE MIGHT BEAR YOU SAFELY TO THE FARTHER SIDE
ips blaze In flames of red and gold; Peach boughs are blossoming above, —But oh, the vague heartache thereof! The blue sky wears in gentle wise Its loveliness again; All April sunshine,—yet mine eyes Are brimmed with April rain! The presage of sweet days to be, So strange a sadness stirs in me! _A PLEA_ Two years ago, it is two years to-day,— It seems a score!—since that sweet, bloomy May When on the barren sea you sailed away. The peach-trees then were in a rosy glow, And down below, The tulip buds had just begun to show. —And yet, dear heart, I know Though all the heaven smiled in tender blue, It shone not so to you. Sorrow had hooded all your skies in gray, And when these dancing boughs put on their gay, Bright May-time bravery, they only grieved A heart bereaved. And though glad robins sang to you to stay, And by the stream the first sweet-flags unfurled Seemed nature’s truce to sorrow,—every way Held warring memories wherewith to gainsay And send you wandering over half the world.  A PLEA BY EVELING STEIN READ FOR LIVER OF AUXTA ORG BY SILVESTRA LAND TWO YEARS AGO IT IS TWO YEARS TODAY SEEMS A SCORE SINCE THAT SWEET BLOOMY MAY WHEN ON THE BARREN SEA YOU SAILED AWAY THE PEACH TREES THEN WERE IN A ROSY GLOW AND DOWN BELOW THE TULIP BUDS HAD JUST BEGUN TO SHOW YET DEAR HEART I KNOW THROUGH ALL THE HEAVENS MILD IN TENDER BLUE IT SHONE NOT SO TO YOU SORROW HAD HOODED ALL YOUR SKIES IN GREY AND WHEN THESE DANCING BOWS PUT ON THEIR GAY BRIGHT MAY TIME BRAVERY THEY ONLY GRIEVED A HEART BEREAVED AND THOUGH GLAD ROBINS SANG TO YOU TO STAY AND BY THE STREAM THE FIRST SWEET FLAGS UNFURLED SEEMED NATURE'S TRUCE TO SORROW EVERY WAY HELD WARRY MEMORIES WHEREWITH TO GAINSAY AND SEND YOU WANDERING OVER HALF THE WORLD
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