Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton Poems

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WHEN first, beloved, in vanish'd hours
The blind man sought thy love to gain,
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WE stand among the fallen leaves,
Young children at our play,
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'Twas in youth, that hour of dreaming;
Round me, visions fair were beaming,
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BROWN Autumn cometh, with her liberal hand
Binding the Harvest in a thousand sheaves:
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TAKE then back your foolish token,
Since it cannot change like you;
When I feel my heart is broken,
Shall it still proclaim you true?
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OF all the joys that brighten suffering earth,
What joy is welcomed like a new-born child?
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THERE is a sound of laughter light and gay,
And hurried welcomes, as of joyful greeting;
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I WAS a laughing child, and gaily dwelt
Where murmuring brooks, and dark blue rivers roll'd,
And shadowy trees outspread their silent arms,
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FRIEND of old days, of suffering, storm, and strife,
Patient and kind through many a wild appeal;
In the arena of thy brilliant life
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AH! I remember when I was a girl
How my hair naturally used to curl,
And how my aunt four yards of net would pucker,
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