NELL.
I am standing by the streamlet where we used to meet of old, 'Neath the drooping willow branches in the dell, But my days are getting weary, and my heart is growing cold, And the sunshine of the earth has lost its spell. I am thinking of an evening in the golden long ago When I pressed thee to my heart and called thee mine j .. ' But my steps are getting feeble, and my head Is bending low, Andrthoug& men account me rich I fail and pine. Oh this world is but a phantom, and its riches but a shade,— -*" 1 Death came swifter than the wealth I won for thee, Would that all earth's gold and stiver in the dreary tomb were laid, If they'd take it in exchange and set thee free. I am standing by the streamlet where we used to , meet of old. . 'Neath the drooping willow branches in the dell, But my ttepa are getting feeble and my heart it growing cold,— Would to God that I were laid beside thee, Nell. - t — D. M. Wbi&HT. Fuketcl, Ootober 25.
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Otago Witness, Issue 1967, 5 November 1891, Page 41
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185NELL. Otago Witness, Issue 1967, 5 November 1891, Page 41
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