Henry O'Meara Ballads of America

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A TRANSPLANTED BLOOM

FROM every group Death takes a trophy dear,
  From every cluster claims a precious flower;
And now so soon he plucks you from us here,
  Bright friend of many a blithe and sunny hour.
 
How short it seems since last we happily met,
  With mingling mirth and friendship in each eye;
And while the thought with grief is struggling yet,
  How hard to give you but a prayer and last good-by!
 
O fresh and glad young life so early gone -
   O radiant mind and heart that still shall dwell
In loying prayer and memory, living on -
   We leave you with one tearful long farewell, farewell!
 
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TO A SISTER OF NOTRE DAME CONTENTS A MOTHER'S MEMORY

 

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