LOST FRIENDSHIP.
Alas! sweet Life, that thou must fly so fast!? Is there no breathing space for thee and me So much we have to eay, and learn, and see, So late it seems since Spring's glad moments past— And now the leaves change color at the blast Anil the chill mists come creeping up the lea, While one by one friends pass me silently
To the strauge rest that ends this coil at last, ( With them depart the splendor and the glow The fervor caught from meadow, mount, and
river, The lovely'light, purer than unstained snow, That filled dear eyes and made the pulses
quiver; •....;; Ah ! let me. then, call back the word I said—'Tis better life should fly, since friends have fled.
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Hawke's Bay Times, Issue 1583, 9 June 1874, Page 245
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124LOST FRIENDSHIP. Hawke's Bay Times, Issue 1583, 9 June 1874, Page 245
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