Lorena

<p>[Verse]<br/>The years creep slowly by, lorena<br/>The snow is on the grass again<br/>The sun&#x27;s low down the sky, lorena<br/>The frost gleams where the flowers have been<br/>But my heart beats on as warmly now<br/>As when the summer days were nigh<br/>The sun can never dip so low<br/>Or down affections cloudless sky<br/>A hundred months have passed, lorena<br/>Since last I held that hand in mine<br/>And felt the pulse beat fast, lorena<br/>Though mine beat faster far than thine<br/>A hundred months, &#x27;twas flowery may<br/>When up the hilly slope we climbed<br/>To watch the dying of the day<br/>And hear the distant church bells chime<br/>We loved each other then, lorena<br/>More than we ever dared to tell<br/>And what we might have been, lorena<br/>Had but our lovings prospered well<br/>But then, &#x27;tis past, the years are gone<br/>I&#x27;ll not call up their shadowy forms<br/>I&#x27;ll say to them, &quot;lost years, sleep on!<br/>Sleep on! nor heed life&#x27;s pelting storms<br/>The story of that past, lorena<br/>Alas! I care not to repeat<br/>The hopes that could not last, lorena<br/>They lived, but only lived to cheat<br/>I would not cause e&#x27;en one regret<br/>To rankle in your bosom now<br/>For &quot;if we try, we may forget<br/>Were words of thine long years ago<br/>Yes, these were words of thine, lorena<br/>They burn within my memory yet<br/>They touched some tender chords, lorena<br/>Which thrill and tremble with regret<br/>&#x27;twas not thy woman&#x27;s heart that spoke<br/>Thy heart was always true to me<br/>A duty, stern and pressing, broke<br/>The tie which linked my soul with thee<br/>It matters little now, lorena<br/>The past is in the eternal past<br/>Our heads will soon lie low, lorena<br/>Life&#x27;s tide is ebbing out so fast<br/>There is a future! o, thank god!<br/>Of life this is so small a part!<br/>It is dust to dust beneath the sod<br/>But there, up there, it is heart to heart