Original Poetry.

Evening Star, Issue 4235, 22 September 1876, Page 4

Original Poetry.

MY PLAYMATE. the son has sank with a crimson glow, The pale stars gleam through the fading Eh*-- J- ' my side the waters, flow, ; ; Singing the same sad song tp-night. Upon the hill thyphil3ren play, ■>. r . .through the trees— : >.j • tifftiipir voipes hay§ carried, me, far away, ear the restless seas. . eplyadream of fi/ifwo schooi’girla on the shining. strajs ;>■ iny eyes are . dim with; the; gathering i.; tears," - 1 '' J ;•iH^ddeAn&urhvthesea^ #K*en the-.wave^thiseagnllflies; -- 1 :• “With white wings bathed in the foamy v,7; . 7 . the glairing Vest. * ,J J < whien the skids grew dark. Dreamt We drCaihs lh' the 1 days ofyouth; kimpWng a foithleaa lxirk, . xe : be wrecked," agidn .oa .the 1 shores of trath^..,,, , . tittle foet/ tired of out wo lay-; JTo did onr heiarts divide j Watching the wild 'Wives hear away The blossoms, flung jon the restless tide. Ifo vainyegrpt for the wasted hours.. . T r Airbae tbdiarken its golden beam'; J light as the breeze that kissed the flowers, ; It glided along our childhood’s dream.

Oh, playmate, mine, id the days that came : 'Game and went in their changeless flow; Did those d?eamp, arise,;in. thy breast the some ... >•.. ■. With as bright a radiantee as long-ago. npwon thq #ld Where the wilir waves still the silence breaks 1 .? Do you look for the -face that comes no < 9fs.caittoP^'3-' <s ,07i<"i ii. ■ 7;^: S*OKihiflK -of the vrfee'thai. ca®Uofc‘speak ? Kitty.