Mary Eliza Perine Tucker Lambert Poems

Oh! give to me of the bright green leaves,
For they tell me of the past;
When I roved at will mid the golden sheaves-
And my heart it wildly, madly grieves,
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The Lord in risen ! In the early dawn
Nature awakens to the glad surprise,
And incense sweet from blossoming vale and lawn
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I have pined for the sight of the sea for years-
Pined amid hoping, and wished amid fears;
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NO, let it stay. It speaks but truth:
My Autumn's day is dawning.
The dream is past; sweet dream of youth.
Hair, I accept thy warning.
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Evening came, a child was missing,
Where she was, we could not tell,-
Hiding, thought we, just for mischief;
Full of fun was little Bell.
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Her eyes are bright as sparkling stars,
And as the violet blue;
In them celestial beauty lies,
The soul-light flashing through.
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Ah! I could curse them in my woe,
E'en as the viper stings,
And to the heel that strikes it clings,
So I could plant my blow.
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Alas! the time has come, old dress,
When you and I must part;
To say adieu, my valued friend,
Is tearing heart from heart.
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Only a blush! O'er the cheek it swept,
In a tint, but a shade more bright,
While over the forehead the soft glow crept,
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Speak to her tenderly, taunt her not now,
Tho' a million of sins hath deep furrowed her brow;
Greet her with kindness. Her once raven hair
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