...attention to the train of thought or sentiment : — THE LAPSE Or TIME. " Lament who will, in frnitless tears. The speed with which our moments fly ; I sigh not over vanished years, Bnt watch the yean that hasten by. Look htw they come — a mingled crowd Of bright and dark, bnt rapid...

...progress. Farewell. POETRY. THE LAPSE OF TIME. Lament who will, in fruitless tears, The speed v itli which our moments fly : I sigh not over vanished years. But watch the years that hasten by. See how they come, a mingled crowd Of bright and dark, but rapid days j— Beneath them, like a summer...

...twain: Hope—even Hope may vanish, but forever Memory with her visions will remain. THE LAPSE OP TIME. Lament who will, in fruitless tears, The speed with...vanished years, But watch the years that hasten by. See how they come, a mingled crowd Of bright and dark, but rapid days;— Beneath them, like a summer...

...Hope — even Hope may vanish, but forever Memory with her visions will remain. THE LAPSE OP TIME. Lament who will, in fruitless tears, The speed with...vanished years, But watch the years that hasten by. See how they come, a mingled crowd Of bright and dark, but rapid days ; — Beneath them, like a summer...

...have been much better pleased with the following more simple verses, entitled ' The Lapse of Time.' ' Lament who will in fruitless tears, The speed with...vanished years, But watch the years that hasten by. ' Look, how they come ! — a mingled crowd Of bright and dark, but rapid days; Beneath them like a...

...wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams. B 3 THE LAPSE OF TIME. LAMENT who will, in fruitless tears. The speed with...vanished years, But watch the years that hasten by. Look, how they come, — a mingled crowd Of bright and dark, but rapid days } Beneath them, like a...

...dark, but rapid days ; Beneath them, like a summer cloud, The wide world changes as I gaze. What ! grieve that time has brought so soon The sober age of manhood on ? As idly might I weep, at noon, To see the blush of morning gone* Could I give up the hopes that glow In prospect,...

...wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams. B 3 THE LAPSE OF TIME. LAMENT who will, in fruitless tears. The speed with...vanished years, But watch the years that hasten by. Look, how they come, — a mingled crowd Of bright and dark, but rapid days ; Beneath them, like a...

...who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams. THE LAPSE OF TIME. LAMENT who will, in fruitless tears. The speed with which our moments Ry I sigh not over vanished years, But watch the years that hasten by. Look, how they come, — a mingled...

...as yet begun to ' gallop' with us ; his paces are as even as in our youth and earliest manhood : 1 LAMENT who will in fruitless tears The speed with which our moments fly, We sigh not over vanished years, But let them huslon liy.' When we look upon many among our friends...