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THE COTTAGE WHERE WE MET

Two strranis w('n(liu>i ouward and ever, Tliougli .sin-injiiuy- froiii wellis far apart, Tlu'U Joiniiiii' to iic'cr airain sever ; T'was finis willi lliv soûl and luy heart ! \<)U l'ciucnihci' tlic old fottajio, dcarcst,

Tliat ivy-clad cot wlicrc wc nu-t ; ■Tis a ntcninry lo nie of thc sweetest, 1 will not, I cannol fofu'ct !

Two lights in the soft-ethered Heaven, Which eartbward poured down but one beam, Were the bopes of the future then given To us in our beautifui dream !

That cottage "where roses abounded,

That dear little place where we met, Where the fragrance of flowers surrounded Our hearts : say you'll never forget !

Years rolled, and forever we parted ; The stream became two as of yore ; The lights — though long one — separated, In life ne'er to meet any more.

Still the past is before me forever. . .

Oh ! dearest, l'il never forget When our love like the stars on the river, So bright made the cot where we met !

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