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43 henry hoWArD BroWnell All Together Old friends and dear! it were ungentle rhyme, If I should question of your true hearts, whether Ye have forgotten that far, pleasant time, The good old time when we were all together. Our limbs were lusty and our souls sublime; We never heeded cold and winter weather, Nor sun nor travel, in that cheery time, The brave old time when we were all together. Pleasant it was to tread the mountain thyme, Sweet was the pure and piny mountain ether, And pleasant all; but this was in the time, The good old time when we were all together. Since then I’ve strayed through many a fitful clime, (Tossed on the wind of fortune like a feather,) And chanced with rare good fellows in my time— Bur ne’er the time that we have known together: But none like those brave hearts, (for now I climb Gray hills alone, or thread the lonely heather,) That walked beside me in the ancient time, The good old time when we were all together. Long since, we parted in our careless prime, Like summer birds no June shall hasten hither; No more to meet as in that merry time, The sweet spring-time that shone on all together. Some, to the fevered city’s toil and grime, And some o’er distant seas, and some—ah! whither? Nay, we shall never meet as in the time, The dear old time when we were all together. And some—above their heads, in wind and rime, Year after year, the grasses wave and wither; Aye, we shall meet!—’tis but a little time, And all shall lie with folded hands together. 44 gArnet poems And if, beyond the sphere of doubt and crime, Lie purer lands—ah! let our steps be thither; That, done with earthly change and earthly time, In God’s good time we may be all together. ...

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