Winding the Clock 



Farewell! Dear Dumbiedykes! Again fare- 

 well! 

 I love thee still. 



The rain upon the roof, the ingle nook, 

 The glow upon the hearth, the open book. 

 When clouds obscure the sun. 



Farewell! Dear Dumbiedykes! A fond fare- 

 well! 

 The birds have flown. 

 And evening shadows falling fast 

 In darkness veil the radiant past. 

 The day is done. 



Farewell! Dear Dumbiedykes! Still fare 



thee well! 

 The fire bums low. 



I leave thee to thy dreams and memories sweet, 

 And visions fair of happiness complete! 

 The end has come. 



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