A NEW VERSION.
The merry school girls on the street. Do oftentimes remind me, Of the girl I never more shall meet; ’Tis ‘ the girl I left behind me.’ I once was young and very gay, I nothing knew of sorrow ; I well enjoyed each happy day, Nor thought I of to-morrow. I thought that life was one sweet song, Nor heeded timely warning ; To sorrow then I thought it wrong, The world is fair at morning. But, oh, amid the city’s strife, Where weary toil doth bind me; Could she but cheer this lonely life ‘ The girl I left behind me !’ But time must pass, ’mid toil or pain And bitter thoughts remind me, I never can go back again To the girl I left behind me. And when this life shall have an end, And toil no more shall bind me, It may be I shall meet again The girl I left behind me. Opal Esterbrook,
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume X, Issue 22, 3 June 1893, Page 527
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158A NEW VERSION. New Zealand Graphic, Volume X, Issue 22, 3 June 1893, Page 527
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