Classic Poem

Air — " Long time ago. "

The song — the song that once could move me
In life's glad day —
The song of her who used to love me
Far — far away —
It makes my sad heart, fonder — fonder —
Wildly obey
The spell that wins each thought to wander
Far — far away!

Once more upon my native river
The moonbeams play,
Once more the ripples shine as ever
Far — far away —
But ah, the friends who smiled around me,
Where — where are they!
Where the sweet spell, that early bound me,
Far — far away?

I think of all that hope once taught me —
Too bright to stay —
Of all that music fain had brought me,
Far — far away!
And weep to feel there's no returning
Of that glad day,
Ere all that brightened life's fresh morning
Was far — far away.