John Burgess

John Burgess

Male 1841 - 1919  (78 years)

 

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Black Book, John Burgess P30-31

Thou art gone from my gaze like beautiful dream
But I seek in vain by meadow and stream
Oft I breathe thy clear name to the winds passing by
But thy sweet voice is mute to my bussoms heavy sigh
* Yet I feel thou art near and where ere I may be
That thy spirit of love keeps a watch over me

Of the Birds in the bower fresh companions I make
Every simple wild flower I prize for thy sake
* Thou art gone from my gaze but well not repine
For the home thou art in will ere long be mine
For I feel thou art near where I may be
That thy spirit of love keeps a watch over me

2 verse
The deep woods and dark wilds a pleasure impart
For their solitude suits my sad sorrow worn heart

* of verse
In the stillness of night when the stars mildly shine
my heart fondly holds a communion with thine

What is wanted

In the city, in he village,
In the country or the town,
There are people by the millions,
Who are sad and oft cast down,
They are waiting for the sunshine
Which cometh from above;
Don't you know that they are dying
For a little bit of love?

Is a smile so very costly,
A kind word so very dear,
That we seldom give to others
What would brighten would cheer
Let us scatter smiles and sunshine
As They're showered from above
Over all the world thats dying
For a little bit of love


Owner/SourceGladys Bond
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