The breeze that sigh'd amid their blooms They oft shall fade, shall often bloom, The spell 's unbound that bound before; THE KNIGHT OF THE GOLDEN CREST. THE banners wav'd on the castle walls, His lady had left her harp, and stood To gaze on the smiling west, When came a dark steed from the distant wood, The crimson scarf her true knight display'd When he breath'd his vows in the twilight glade, She welcom'd her lord with accents bland And thought of the time when she gave her hand THE ALPINE MAID. THAT strain proclaims my lover near, The mountain pass no terror strikes, And then when he my cottage gains, THE BONNY SLEIGH. TUNE-The bonny boat.' O SWIFTLY glides the bonny sleigh, With jingling bells and horses' neigh The snow dash'd up before, This pleasure now, and happy cheer, We cast our lines upon the rails, Our bonny sleigh, hats, coats and veils, Then happy prov'd the merry dance While wine and cider mull'd and warm. The skaters on the ice may sing, We cast our lines upon the rails, Our bonny sleigh, coats, hats and veils, We'll now return and crack some jokes, Now near the city we are come, The lamps I plainly see: From the good dame we left at home, Our welcome warm will be: The well known shout and sleigh bells' ring, Seem echoing in her ears; Now come, my boys, let's loudly sing, She'll soon forget her fears. That stands before the door, Then happy prove each pleasant jaunt I'm sure we shall not sleighing want, AS I WALK'D OUT. As I walk'd out one May morning, I sat myself down in the shade of the grove, To see two lovers meet, my dear, I wanted to hear a little of their minds, 'Come sit you down by me my girl, Come sit you down on the green, It has been three quarters of a long year, or more, Since together we have been.' .'I can't sit down, nor I wont sit down, And more than that you've another true love, 'Don't you remember, kind sir,' said she, 'As your arm lay around my waist, You'd have made me believe by the false oath you swore, That the sun did arise in the west. "That the sun did arise in the west, my dear, I found it was nought but a jest. 'I never will believe what a young man says AZED UPON THY SUNNY SMILE. TUNE,- Love's young dream.' z'd upon thy sunny smile, In silent joy; rk'd the rose tint on thy cheek Thy beauteous eye. en thy beauty ripen more, And stronger glow; hee in thy youthful prime-I see thee now! w'd the early rose, at morn, Whose fragrant sigh d sweetness to the summer air, And flow'rets nigh: at eve-alas! the storm Had spoil'd the gem; es were scatter'd-none remain'd Upon the stem. -pt to think that age will dim Thy beaming eye; are may wash from off thy cheek The sweetest dye. -k the change would break my heart, If swiftly wrought; |