Soon the waves so lightly bounding
All forget the tempest blast;
Soon the pines so sadly sounding
Cease to mourn the storm that’s past.
Soon is hushed the voice of gladness
Heard within the green wood’s breast;
Yet come back no notes of sadness,
No remembrance breaks its rest.
But the heart,-how fond t’will treasure
Every note of grief and joy!
Oft come back the notes of pleasure,
Grief’s sad echoes oft annoy.
There still dwell the looks that vanish
Swift as brightness of a dream;
Time in vain earth’s smiles may banish,
There undying still they beam.
(Jones Very)
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