CHLOROGALUM. 



LONGING. 



" And then I know some thought from yon 

 HasJJc-wn across the night and found me. 



A nd though I love, and though I trust, 

 And yet -mill love and trust forever, 



Ah! dear, I long and yearn for just 

 One glance, one touch to still the fever." 



MY OWN DEAR LOVE, 



Your tuneful lay 



Has found me weary, sad and lonely ; 

 The promise of my strife has fled, 



And left me disappointment only. 

 Could you have known my weariness, 



Or known how great my heart's depression, 

 Your pitying thoughts could not have sent 

 More healing balm than this confession. 



Yes, dear, my restless thoughts have flown 



Across the night, to you returning 

 Like carrier birds at last set free 



Instinctively their home discerning. 

 They must have told you, dear, how much 



I want you, need you every hour; 

 That life without you is unblest, 



The perfume gone from every flower. 



