THE SAVALLOW. 



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Imitated: — 



From childhood gay, from childliood gay, 



E'er breathes to me a strain, 

 How far the day, how far the day 



Which ne'er may come again ! 



And is her song, and is her song — 

 She who brings back the spring, 

 The hamlet touching with her wing, the hamlet touching with her wing — 

 Is it true wliat she doth sing ? 



" When I set forth, when I set fortli. 



Both barn and chest were brimming o'er ; 

 AVhen I came back, when I came back, 

 I found a piteous lack of store." 



Oil, my own home, so dearly loved, 



Kind Heaven grant that I may kneel 

 Again upon thy sacred hearth, 



While dreams the happy past reveal ! 



The swallow surely will return, 



Coffer and barn will brim once more ; 

 Tut blank remains the heart, empty the heart remains, 

 And none may the lost restore ! 



I The swallow skims through tlie hamlet. 

 She sings as she sang of yore : — 

 ■ " When I set out, when I set out, \ 



Both barn and chest were brimming o'er ; 

 When I came back, when 1 came back, 

 I found a piteous lack of store." 



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