Song: A Spirit Haunts The Years Last Hours
I. A spirit haunts the years last hours Dwelling amid these yellowing bowers: To himself he talks; For at eventide, listening earnestly, At his work you may hear him sob and sigh In the walks; Earthward he boweth the heavy stalks Of the mouldering flowers: Heavily hangs the broad sunflower Over its grave i the earth so chilly; Heavily hangs the hollyhock, Heavily hangs the tiger-lily. II. The air is damp, and hushd, and close, As a sick mans room when he taketh repose An hour before death; My very heart faints and my whole soul grieves At the moist rich smell of the rotting leaves, And the breath Of the fading edges of box beneath, And the years last rose. Heavily hangs the broad sunflower Over its grave i the earth so chilly; Heavily hangs the hollyhock, Heavily hangs the tiger-lily.
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