The Quaver

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1844 Excerpt: ... head and all, like me. Such a genius, &c. The Lord Mayor and the Aldermen My absence did require--They sent me home, for fear that I Should set the Thames on fire. Such a geuius, &c. BELIEVE ME TRUE O Yes, believe, believe me true, Though falsehood's tongue our loves would sever. The world must change ere I from you, And every pulse be cold for ever. 0 yes, believe, believe me true, Though friends to part us may endeavour, The breast, fond breast, that throbs for you, Can leave thee, dearest, leave thee never. O then believe, believe Hie true, Let come what may, I'll love thee ever; While life is mine I live for you, And nought but death our hearts can sever. HARK! THE HOLBOW WOODS RESOUNDING. Hark! the hollow woods resounding. With the joyful hunter's cry. See the stag o'er hedges bounding Now proclaims that they are nigh. Now the hounds the stag approaching, Now the huntsmen doth appear, On his swiftness they're encroaching, He distracted runs with fear. Now the stag himself defending With his antlers, but in vain, For his trembling limbs are bending, Weakened with distracting pain. Now their pleasure it is ending, And the tears flow from his eyes; Now no more for life contending, Plunging forward, falls and dies. MY HEART IS WITH THEE. Beloved of my soul, though this moment is bringing, The feelings of sad disappointment to me, Still hope, smiling hope, in my bosom is springing, Still absent or present my heart is with thee; In crowds, in seclusions, thou still art before me, Each hour in the day, thy lov'd image I see, And the slumber of night to thy presence restores me, For then I am blest with dear visions of thee. Though destiny, love, may compel us to sever, Our thoughts are not bound by the cruel decree, My fond faithful heart shall be wi...