Reproof On Her Lip, But A Smile

Where's The Snow That Fell The Year That's Fled--where's The Snow?

Come Live In My Heart, And Pay No Rent.

There Was A Place In Childhood That I Remember Well, And There A Voice Of Sweetest Tone Bright Fairy Tales Did Tell.

To Return After Long Years Of Painful Absence To Some Place Which Has Been The Scene Of Our Former Joys, And Whence The Force Of Circumstance, And Not Choice, Has Driven Us, Is Oppressive To The Heart.

How Many Chapters Have Been Written About Love Verses - And How Many More Might Be Written! - Might, Would, Could, Should, Or Ought To Be Written! - I Will Venture To Say, Will Be Written!