The Messenger, Vol. 8, No. 2

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Vol. VIII.

RICHMOND, VA., NOVEMBER, 1882.

EDITORS:-Mu G. W. QUICK, M. L.

Sigma Rho,

F.

F.

FOWLER,

G. W.

YOUNG;

WOOD.

BUSINESS MANAGER :-R.

C.

HUBBARD.

GONE, I.

Gone, gone, gone ! And wrapt in a sable robe is my heart, More black than the robe I wear; And the heart below is crumbling apart, For its burden is too heavy to bear; And my life is breaking fast away For the love that lies buried here; And my life seeps down beneath the clayAs a soul to all that i~ dearTo lie with him that is gone: The sunlight is sickly-the future looks drear~ And the dew is chilling my heart . II.

Gone, gone, gone I 0 my heart I why live but to break?" Why live to know but grief? Oh I burst and be free, and the breaking will make For thee and for me a relief; For what is there left to UEt now, save life With a crushing burden of- woe? 0 death ! it were¡ kind that you end our strife, And let us sweetly go, And be with him that is gone: The light'ning-crushed oak lies shattered and low, And the ivy's heart's ready to break,

No.2. Philologian,


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