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I heard a whisper at my ear, This morning in my play; "I guess she told me not to frown, When Walter made me miss. I HEARD A WHISPER AT MY EAR THIS MORNING IN MY PLAY I GUESS SHE TOLD ME NOT TO FROWN WHEN WALTER MADE ME MISS
little space you two will stay, Then all will meet once more ! I “ This love of mine will never die, Wherever I may he. Ho mourning robe, no heavy sigh, My little girl, for me. But plant to wave upon the wind Above my silent dust, The fairest flowers your hands can find, To breathe of Hope and Trust!” Chill Autumn came ; the garden walks Are strewed with yellow stores Of rustling leaves, and withered stalks Waved round the close-shut doors. 92 FEESH FLOWERS. Within the room where two once sate, And breathed the Summer air, Till twilight shadows round them wait, Two children nestle there The elder has the tender smile Her Mother’s face had worn, When so unselfish all the while Diviner life was born. And gazing in those brimming eyes Uplifted to her own, In that young heart new thoughts arise, And in the loving tone, She caught from lips that always spoke To kindle hope and joy, A tender meaning slowly broke Upon the wondering boy. “ She isn’t dead? — and can she hear Whatever I may say!  VOICE WITHIN YOUR HEART WILL SAY SHE ONLY WENT BEFORE A LITTLE SPACE YOU TOO WILL STAY THEN ALL WILL MEET ONCE MORE THIS LOVE OF MINE WILL NEVER DIE WHEREVER I MAY BE NO MORNING ROBE NO HEAVY SIGH MY LITTLE GIRL FOR ME BUT PLANT TO WAVE UPON THE WIND ABOVE MY SILENT TUST THE FAIREST FLOWERS YOUR HANDS CAN FIND TO BREATHE OF HOPE AND TRUST CHILL AUTUMN CAME THE GARDEN WALKS ARE STREWED WITH YELLOW STORES OF RUSTLING LEAVES AND WITHERED STALKS WAVED ROUND THE CLOSE SHUT DOORS WITHIN THE ROOM WHERE TWO ONCE SATE AND BREATHE THE SUMMER AIR TILL TWILIGHT SHADOWS ROUND THEM WAIT TWO CHILDREN NESTLE THERE THE ELDER HAS THE TENDER SMILE HER MOTHER'S FACE HAD WORN WHEN SO UNSELFISH ALL THE WHILE DIVINER LIFE WAS BORN AND GAZING IN THOSE BRIMMING EYES LIFTED TO HER OWN IN THAT YOUNG HEART KNEW THOUGHT TO RISE AND IN THE LOVING TONE SHE CAUGHT FROM LIPS THAT ALWAYS SPOKE TO KINDLE HOPE AND JOY A TENDER MEANING SLOWLY BROKE UPON THE WONDERING BOY SHE ISN'T DEAD AND CAN SHE HEAR WHATEVER I MAY SAY
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