Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: I know thy soul is in that Paradise, Where I trust is comfort for thy mourning? I am not worthy, having spurn’d your love? That you should even pity me, my king; I have drained the cup I preferred to take? Its phantom sweets were bitter without love? If you were only here?but you are gone! O God of Heaven, why has this come to pass? The world still says that I am beautiful, With lustrous, wistful, liquid eyes so deep? With dimpling cheek and figure fair to see? Would God these charms could bring you back to me! O cruel fate! O tender memories! O gentle hands! O voice of yearning, Which called me and I would not hear, Dear Love, My peace, my rest, my soul are gone with you. AN UNDYING GRIEF One day you let me take your hand so white, Your lustrous eyes assured me that I might; I kissed it and my story told, Of love-starved life, and heart-ache old; Felt honored and favored that I should be Blessed with your sweet sympathy; By your mercy only, worthy to be near A woman wholesome, sweet and so sincere. One day you let my arm slip ‘round your waist, As through the fragrant woods old paths we traced; I humbly questioned if 'twere true That I was walking there with you; And thrilled in happy awe to hear Your soft assurance we were near. Ah, how fond recollections make one sigh, For departed pleasures and days gone by.One day you let me lay my weary head Upon your breast?a place so sacred, A pillow sweet. I recall how Your dear hands smoothed the hair from my brow; Your rose-breath above me, the rise and fall Of your bosom banished all Heart-ache and fear; O what cheer, Lullaby haven, resting place dear. One day you let me take you in my arms? One day when I succumbed to your charms; Your gracefu…
