 
AUSTIN DOBSON
Vol. II.
By Dodd, Mead and Company All rights reserved.
John Wilson and Son, Cambridge, U. S. A. "For old sake's sake!" 'Twere hard to choose Words fitter for an old-world Muse Than these, that in their cadence bring Faint fragrance of the posy-ring, And charms that rustic lovers use. The long day lengthens, and we lose The first pale flush, the morning hues,— Ah! but the back-look, lingering, For old sake's sake! That we retain. Though Time refuse To lift the veil on forward views, Despot in most, he is not King Of those kind memories that cling Around his travelled avenues For old sake's sake! |
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