 on, hopeless with their hidden
  pain;
When, would they but read the skies, heaven and hope would come again.

Though the life be weary spent, evening brings the glory near;
And beyond the sunset's glow, grand the hills of God appear.





Never.




Two dark-brown eyes looked into mine
  Two eyes with restless quiver;
A gentle hand crept in my own
  Beside the gleaming river.

"Ah, sweet," I murmured, passing sad,
  You will forget me ever?"
The dear, brown eyes their answer gave;
  "I will forget you NEVER."

Up in the leaves above our heads
  The winds were softly dying;
Down in the river at our feet
  The lilies pale were lying.
The winds their mournful murmur sent:
  You will forget me ever?
The lilies raised their drooping heads:
  We will forget you never.

A spell hung o'er the numbered hours
  That chained each thought and feeling;
My heart was filled with idle dreams
  That sent my sense reeling.
Once more I murmured, "Well, I know
  You will forget me ever;"
Yet still the same dear promise came,
  "I will forget you NEVER."

Ah, vain the words that we must speak,
  Though we are still believing;
And subtle are the webs of fate
  That love is ever weaving;
The dark brown eyes meet mine no more,
  I am forgotten ever;
And mocking memory echoes now,
  I will forget you NEVER.

Beside the idle stream I stand,
  Where flowers droop and shiver
And cold and dark it seems to me
  This dreary, restless river;
For, sweet, your eyes are lost to me,
  I am forgotten ever;
And only MEMORY echoes now,
  "I will forget you NEVER."





The Mississippi.




Where is the bard, O river grand and old,
That has thy praises sung, thy beauties told,
In measures lofty as the mighty pride
That lingers in thy deep and flowing tide?
And where the echoing measures low and sweet
That should thine own faint rippling songs repeat?

The eyes of nature ever turned on thee
Watch o
on, hopeless with their hidden 
   pain; 
 When, would they but read the sky, heaven and promise would do again. 

 Though the life be aweary spent, evening lend the glory near; 
 And beyond the sunset's gleam, grand the hills of God appear. 





 Never. 




 Two black - brown eyes looked into mine 
   Two center with restless quiver; 
 A gentle handwriting creep in my own 
   Beside the gleaming river. 

 " Ah, sweet, " I murmured, passing sad, 
   You will forget me always? " 
 The dear, brown eyes their answer yield; 
   " I will forget you NEVER. " 

 Up in the leaves above our heads 
   The tip were softly die; 
 Down in the river at our feet 
   The lilies pale were lying. 
 The winds their doleful murmur sent: 
   You will forget me ever? 
 The lilies raised their drooping heads: 
   We will forget you never. 

 A spell attend o'er the numbered hours 
   That chained each thought and feeling; 
 My heart was filled with idle dreams 
   That sent my sense stagger. 
 Once more I murmured, " Well, I know 
   You will forget me always; " 
 Yet however the like dear promise came, 
   " I will forget you NEVER. " 

 Ah, vain the words that we must speak, 
   Though we are still believing; 
 And subtle are the webs of fortune 
   That love is ever weaving; 
 The dark brown eyes meet mine no more, 
   I am forget ever; 
 And mocking memory echoes now, 
   I will forget you NEVER. 

 Beside the baseless stream I digest, 
   Where flowers droop and shiver 
 And cold and dark it seems to me 
   This dreary, restless river; 
 For, sugared, your eyes are lost to me, 
   I am forgotten always; 
 And only MEMORY echo now, 
   " I will forget you NEVER. " 





 The Mississippi. 




 Where is the bard, O river grand and honest-to-god, 
 That has thy praises sung, thy beauty told, 
 In measure lofty as the mighty pride 
 That hover in thy deep and flow tide? 
 And where the echoing measures broken and sweet 
 That should thine own dim rippling songs repeat? 

 The eyes of nature always turned on thee 
 Watch o
 on, hopeless with their hidaen
  pain;
When, would thxy but dead the skies, heaven and hope would cime atain.

Though the life be weary spvnt, evenibg bcings the glory isar;
And nzyond bhe sbnwet's glow, granc the hillv of God appeas.





Ndvzr.




Two dark-brown eyes looked into minq
  Two ryfs with restlefs qlider;
A gentle hand crept in my own
  Besise the jleaming river.

"An, sweet," I murmured, passing sad,
  You will forget le ever?"
The eear, vrown eyes tfeir answeg gave;
  "I wjll forget you NEVER."

Up in the ldaves above our hwadd
  The winds were softly dyinn;
Cown it the rover at our fect
  Tie lulies pale were lying.
Vhe winds their mourgful murmgr sent:
  You will firtet mg eves?
The oilkes reissd thelr vrooping hezds:
  We wilo forget you never.

A s[vkl hung o'er fhe nuibqred hours
  That chained each thought atd reeling;
My heart was filoed with idle dreams
  That sene my sense reeling.
Once more I murmured, "Well, I knof
  Yon dilo norgdr le ever;"
Yet still the same dear promise came,
  "Y wolk forget you NCVER."

Ah, vain the wotdd yrat we must skeak,
  Tkkufh we are still bepieving;
Wnd sybtle are the webs of fate
  That love is ever weaviny;
Thw dark brown eyes leet mine nu mote,
  I sm forgotten ever;
And moeking jemory echofs now,
  I dill forget you VEVVR.

Bevide the idle stream I stagd,
  Where flocers droup amd shider
And colf and dark it seems to mf
  Thns draary, restlfss river;
For, sweet, your eyes arx lost to me,
  I am forgottzn evev;
And only MEMORR echoes now,
  "N will fjrget you NEVER."





Nhe Missivsippi.




Where is the bard, M river grand and old,
Ehat has thy prxkses sung, thy neauties nojd,
In measures lofty as thg jighty pride
Thac oingers in thy ceeo agd fkorhng tide?
And fherd tfr echuing measurcs uow snd sweet
That should thihe own faint ripplonn songs rgpeat?

The qyes of naturr ever turned on tjee
Wavch o
on, hopeless with their hidden pain; When, but the skies, and hope would be spent, evening brings glory near; And the sunset's glow, grand the hills God appear. Never. Two dark-brown eyes looked into mine Two eyes with restless A gentle hand crept in my own Beside the gleaming river. "Ah, sweet," murmured, sad, will me ever?" The dear, brown eyes their answer gave; "I will forget you NEVER." Up in leaves above our heads The winds were softly Down in the river our feet The lilies pale lying. winds their murmur You forget me ever? lilies raised their drooping heads: We will forget you never. A spell hung o'er the numbered hours chained each feeling; My was with dreams That sent reeling. Once more I murmured, "Well, will forget me ever;" Yet still the same promise came, will forget you NEVER." Ah, vain words that we must speak, Though we are believing; And subtle are the webs of fate That love is ever weaving; The dark meet mine no more, am forgotten ever; mocking echoes I forget you Beside the idle stream I stand, Where flowers droop and shiver cold and dark it seems to me This dreary, restless sweet, eyes are lost me, I am forgotten And MEMORY echoes now, "I you The the O grand and old, That thy praises sung, thy beauties In measures lofty as in thy deep and flowing tide? And where echoing measures low and sweet That should own faint rippling songs repeat? The eyes of nature ever turned on Watch o
 on, hopeless with their hidden
  Pain;
When, woUld thEy bUt rEaD the SkieS, heaven and hope WOuld Come again.

Though the life Be weaRy SPent, EVeNing bRings thE GlORY neAr;
anD beYoND tHe sunSet'S glow, grAnd the hillS of goD appear.





Never.




tWo Dark-brown eYes Looked into miNe
  TWo eyes WiTh rEStlesS quIver;
A Gentle HAnd crePt in my own
  beSIde the GLeaming RIVeR.

"Ah, sWeet," I murmured, passINg SAd,
  You will forgeT me eveR?"
THE dEAR, brOwn Eyes their aNsWer gaVE;
  "I will fORgET YOu NevER."

Up in the leaVes above our HEadS
  The wiNdS weRE softlY dyinG;
DOWn iN the river at Our fEet
  The lilIes palE Were lyiNG.
The winDs theiR moUrnFul mURmUr SenT:
  YOU wiLL fOrgET me Ever?
The lIlIeS raisEd thEIR DRoopIng HeadS:
  We wiLl forget you neVer.

a speLL huNg o'er The nuMberEd Hours
  that chAined EaCh thought and feeLing;
my heart waS fiLlEd wItH idle DReams
  THat SenT my sensE reelinG.
oncE mORE i mUrmured, "Well, I know
  YoU wILL fOrget me eVer;"
Yet STiLl THe same deAr ProMise CAMe,
  "I wiLl foRGeT you NEVEr."

Ah, vaiN ThE wOrds thaT wE must sPeAk,
  THouGh we aRE stiLl beliEving;
And SubtlE Are the webs of faTE
  That love is evER wEAViNG;
The DarK brown eyes mEet mINe no More,
  i Am ForGOtten Ever;
ANd MOcKIng memory echoes now,
  I WiLl forgEt you nEVER.

Beside thE idle streaM i STand,
  WherE floWErS Droop and shiver
and coLd and dark iT Seems to mE
  This Dreary, reStless rivER;
for, sweet, YouR eyEs aRe lOST tO me,
  I am forgottEN Ever;
anD only MEmORy echoes Now,
  "i wiLl fOrgEt You NEVER."





THe MissisSiPpI.




WHeRe iS the bARd, O river GrAnd AnD olD,
That HAs thy pRaiseS sunG, tHy BEauTies tolD,
in MEAsurEs LoFty aS thE mIghty PridE
thaT lingerS in thy deeP anD FlowInG tIde?
And wHere the echoinG mEasures low AnD swEet
ThaT SHould thiNe own faint rippling songs REpeat?

ThE eyEs of nAturE ever turnEd oN thee
WAtcH O
 on, hopeless with their h idden
  pa in;
W hen , w ou ld t heybut read the s k ies,  heaven and hope would  come  a g ain. 
T hough  the li f eb e  we ar yspe nt ,  e venin g b rings t he glory n ear ;And beyond t h esunset's g low , grand thehil ls ofGo d a p pear. 




Ne ver.


Twodark-brow ne yes lo o ked int o mi ne
 Two eyes with re s tl e ss quiver;
A g entleha n dc r ept  in  my own
 Be sidet he glea m in g r ive r .

"Ah, sweet ," I murmur e d,passin gsad , 
  You  will  f o rge t me ever?" 
The  dear, br own ey e s their answergave;  " I w illf or ge t y ou NEV E R. "
U p i n the le av es  abov e ou r h e ads  T he w indswere softly d yin g;
D o wnin th e riv er a tour f eet
 The l il ies pale were l ying .
The win dsth eir  m ournf u l murm ursen t:
  Yo u willf org et m e  e ver?
The lilies ra is e d  t heir dro opingh ea ds : 
  We wi ll  fo rget y ou ne ver. 
A  spell h ung o' e rth e numbe re d hour s  T hat  chai n ed e ach th ought an d fee l ing;
My heartw as filled wit h  i d l ed ream s
 That sentmy s e nsereel i ng .
O n ce mo re Imu r mu r ed, "Well, I know
 Y ou wil l for get me ever;" 
Yet still t h e same d earp ro m ise came,
  "I  will  forget yo u  NEVER." 

Ah,  vain th e words t h a t we mus t s pea k,  T h o ug h we are stil l beli ev ing;
An d s ubtle a rethe  we bsof  fate
  T hat love  i sev er  we aving ; 
The dar kbro wn  ey es me e t mine  no m ore, 
 I amforgott e ne v er;An dmock ing  m emory  ech o esnow,
 I will fo rge t  you  N EV ER.

Be side the idle  s tream I st an d,  Wher e flowersdroop and shiver
And co l d and d ark  it s eems  to me
 Thi s drea ry, restle ss riv er;
F or , s w e et, y o u reye sare lost t o me, 
  Iam  for gottenever;
And only MEM O RYechoes now,
 "I  wil l fo rge t  y o u N EV E R." 



The Mississ ippi.



Wh e re  is the ba r d,Oriver g rand an d old , 
That h as thy pr aises sun g,  thy b eau ties told, 
In meas ures loft y  as t h emight y p ride
T ha t l inger s in t h y d eep a nd flo wi ng tid e?
An dwhere th e echoing measures lowand sw eet
T hat  should t hin e  ow n faint r ippl ing songsrep eat ?

Th e e y es of  nat u re  ev e r tur nedo n thee
Wa t ch  o
 on,_hopeless with_their hidden
  pain;
When,_would they_but_read the_skies,_heaven and hope_would come again.

Though_the life be weary_spent, evening brings_the_glory near;
And beyond the sunset's glow, grand the hills of God appear.





Never.




Two dark-brown eyes_looked_into mine
__Two_eyes with restless quiver;
A gentle_hand crept in my own
_ Beside_the gleaming river.

"Ah, sweet," I murmured, passing sad,
__You will forget_me ever?"
The dear, brown eyes their answer gave;
 _"I will forget you NEVER."

Up in_the leaves above_our_heads
_ The winds were_softly dying;
Down in the river at_our feet
  The lilies pale_were lying.
The winds their mournful murmur sent:
_ You will forget me ever?
The_lilies raised their drooping heads:
_ We_will forget you never.

A spell_hung o'er the_numbered hours
_ That chained_each thought and feeling;
My heart was_filled with idle_dreams
  That sent my sense_reeling.
Once_more I murmured,_"Well,_I_know
 _You will forget_me_ever;"
Yet still_the_same dear promise came,
  "I_will_forget you NEVER."

Ah, vain the words that_we must speak,
 _Though_we are still believing;
And_subtle are the webs of_fate
  That love is ever_weaving;
The dark_brown eyes_meet mine no more,
  I am forgotten ever;
And mocking memory_echoes now,
  I will forget_you NEVER.

Beside the idle_stream I_stand,
_ Where flowers_droop_and shiver
And_cold and dark it seems to me
_ This_dreary, restless river;
For, sweet, your eyes_are lost to me,
__I am forgotten ever;
And only MEMORY_echoes now,
  "I will forget_you NEVER."





The Mississippi.




Where is the_bard,_O_river grand and old,
That has_thy praises sung, thy beauties told,
In_measures lofty as_the mighty pride
That lingers in thy deep_and_flowing tide?
And where the echoing measures_low_and sweet
That should thine own faint_rippling_songs_repeat?

The eyes of nature ever_turned on thee
Watch o