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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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Robert Gilfillan. (1798–1850)
    There ’s a hope for every woe,
  And a balm for every pain,
But the first joys of our heart
  Come never back again!
          The Exile’s Song.
George Macbeth Moir. (1798–1851)
    To me, through every season dearest;
  In every scene, by day, by night,
Thou, present to my mind appearest
  A quenchless star, forever bright;
    My solitary sole delight:
  Where’er I am, by shore, at sea,
      I think of thee.
          When Thou at Eve.
George Linley. (1798–1865)
    Ever of thee I’m fondly dreaming,
Thy gentle voice my spirit can cheer.
          Ever of Thee.
    Thou art gone from my gaze like a beautiful dream,
And I seek thee in vain by the meadow and stream.
          Thou art gone.
    Tho’ lost to sight, to memory dear
  Thou ever wilt remain;
One only hope my heart can cheer,—
  The hope to meet again.

Oh, fondly on the past I dwell,
  And oft recall those hours
When, wandering down the shady dell,
  We gathered the wild-flowers.