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MY LOVE OF LONG AGO!

Oh, let me sing in praise of her Who won my youthful heart, With eyes and hair both black and bright, Her smile did joy impart. . Though time has touched her raven hair And flecked the jet with snow, The brightness still remains the same— My love of long ago ! 'Tis sweet to think of bygone days, Tho happy hours of youth When all seemed fair, and life wore but The smiling garb of Truth ! I'm with my darling once again, And younger seem to grow When gazing at her sparkling eyes— My love of long ago 1 Our children gain what you have lost,— There's Mary, Susie, Nell— Our boys— there's Willie, Frank, and Tom— Your mantle on them fell. In them you live again, and they Each day more like you grow, The same black eyes and raven hair— My love of long ago ! Old Time won't linger long for us, We must be going soon ; But ere we part from those we love I'll crave a parting boonMay Providence their steps direct Wherever they may go To keep their mother's mem'iy green— My love of long ago I Wellington, August 1893 —John Gloyer.

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Otago Witness, Issue 1851, 17 August 1893, Page 39

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MY LOVE OF LONG AGO! Otago Witness, Issue 1851, 17 August 1893, Page 39

MY LOVE OF LONG AGO! Otago Witness, Issue 1851, 17 August 1893, Page 39