cause of Hungary with the celebration of the memory of Washington. 9. Spirit of the departed! smile down from heaven upon this appreciation of my country's cause; watch over those principles which thou hast taken for the guiding star of thy noble life, and the time will yet come when not only thine own country, but liberated Europe, also, will be a living monument to thy immortal name. ོ་ LESSON CXXI. THE LOST ONE'S LAMENT. 1. On the snow, the beautiful snow, Skimming along! Beautiful snow! it can do no wrong. Flying to kiss a fair lady's cheek, Beautiful snow from the Heaven above, 2. Oh! the snow, the beautiful snow, How the flakes gather and laugh as they go? It plays in its glee with every one; Chasing, Laughing, Hurrying by, It lights on the face and it sparkles the eye! The town is alive, and its heart in a glow 3. How wild the crowd goes swaying along, Over the crust of the beautiful snow; 4. How strange it should be that this beautiful snow, Fainting, Dying alone, Too wicked for prayer, too weak for a moan To be heard in the crazy town, Gone mad in the joy of the snow coming down; With a bed and a shroud of the beautiful snow! |