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 Copyrighted 1917 
 
 JOL 30 1917 
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 "^F I can find you at the end of 
 the lane. 
 
 What care I tho the journey be long, 
 Tho the clouds hover near, there 
 is nothing to fear. 
 My heart will be filled with a song. 
 
 If I can find you at the end of 
 the day. 
 What care I tho the labor be hard. 
 My work will be play; my night 
 turned to day; 
 My progress will nothing retard. 
 
 If I can find you at the end of my 
 life. 
 
 What care I when the Reaper appears. 
 For mine you will be thru eternity. 
 
 Where time is not counted by years. 
 
ytt'i Star 
 
 '^ SAW my star in the sky tonight. 
 
 In its field of azure blue, 
 It twinkled and smiled adown on me 
 My star, that means always — you; 
 Twas the star that beamed on us, dear heart. 
 When you pledged mine own you'd be, 
 Each night since then when the world's asleep 
 It has guided and guarded me. 
 
^^ccausft of ^our TCove In '^'H 
 Keart 
 
 "^HE sun in the Heavens shines brighter to-day. 
 
 Because of your love in my heart; 
 The clouds burnished gold and the skies azure blue. 
 And it all came about for my great love for you. 
 Because of your love in my heart. 
 
 The birds in the forest more sweetly now sing, 
 
 Because of your love in my heart; 
 With melody rare each note breathes a prayer. 
 It banishes trouble and sorrow and care. 
 
 Because of your love in my heart. 
 
 The flowers in the garden sweeter perfume exude. 
 
 Because of your love in my heart; 
 With colors more bright than the glad stars by night. 
 To my tear bedimmed eyes, oh a glorious sight. 
 
 Because of your love in my heart. 
 
Xove's Taltb 
 
 ^f^Y faith in you, dear heart, is fixed. 
 As yon bright moon 
 That sweeps to-night across the starlit skies. 
 Tho all the world should come and say 
 That you were false to me. 
 Id look into your eyes 
 
 And know, that time nor distance ne'er could change 
 Your steadfast love that's mine, all mine tonight. 
 And mine will be 
 Thruout the Aeons of Eternity. 
 
5weetl)eart of ^ine 
 
 SWEETHEART of mine, my heart is still calling; 
 
 Can you not hear it sometimes in the night? 
 After the day with its labor has ended. 
 
 When the stars shine in the heavens so bright? 
 
 Sweetheart, I need you, I need your dear presence; 
 
 I grow disheartened with toil and with care; 
 Come when I'm sleeping, or come when I'm waking; 
 
 Kiss me on eyelids, on lips, and on hair! 
 
 My arms are aching just now to enfold you; 
 
 My lips are hungry for your kisses sweet; 
 My eyes are eager just now to behold you; 
 
 Come, and your coming will make life complete! 
 
yiX'2 Mlessage 
 
 "^IS a message of love I'm bringing to you, 
 
 A message of beauty, my sweetheart so true, 
 'Tis a message I'd whisper each day in your ear, 
 "I love you, I love you, I always am near." 
 
5omebo6? 
 
 COMEBODY once came into my life. 
 When I was discouraged and blue. 
 Their word of good cheer 
 Dispelled every fear. 
 While the lilt of a song stanched the hot, 
 
 bitter tear. 
 And that somebody, dear, was you. 
 
 Somebody once bid me but try once more 
 When the whole world it seemed was untrue. 
 
 Tho I'd given my best, 
 
 With vigor and zest. 
 Heartsick, and faith gone, I sought com- 
 fort and rest. 
 And that somebody, dear, was you. 
 
 Somebody once, when business was bad. 
 Smiled, when all else seemed askew. 
 
 They said, "Just forget. 
 
 Don't worry nor fret. 
 Life's battle you'll win if it's but fairly met, " 
 And that somebody, dear, was you. 
 
Xil?^en you (Tome 
 
 ^RAY skies, tear wet eyes. 
 
 Gee! but I'm lonesome to-night; 
 Hear my heart sighin', see my eyes cryin". 
 Come, dear, and all will be right. 
 
 Sunlight, eyes bright. 
 
 Gee! but I'm happy to-day; 
 Hear my lips hummin', my sweetheart's comin' 
 
 Clouds are all driven away. 
 
<&ratltu6e 
 
 '^O you, who to my hungry heart 
 A feast of love have brot, 
 I bow to-day in gratitude — 
 
 With patience you have taught. 
 The greatest truths, and courage giv'n 
 
 To one, who'd wearied grown. 
 Who'd missed the better things in life. 
 Who'd travelled all alone. 
 
 A beauty new I gather now 
 
 From things quite commonplace; 
 New chords of harmony I catch. 
 
 New lines of beauty trace! 
 I've learned we find in life each day 
 
 The thing we most desire. 
 And by a kindly word and deed 
 
 Discouraged souls inspire. 
 
 I've found in you, dear heart of mine, 
 
 A love that satisfies; 
 A rainbow bright, you've painted, dear. 
 
 In sombre darkened skies. 
 And so I bow in gratitude, 
 
 I bless the hour and day. 
 That brot you to my lonely life. 
 
 And scattered fears away. 
 
"3 Xove Vou" 
 
 "^JUST to hear you say, "I love you," 
 
 Just to see you smile. 
 Just to feel your presence near me. 
 Makes life worth the while. 
 
 Just to feel your wondrous hand-clasp. 
 
 Just to touch your lips. 
 Sets my red blood pulsing madly 
 
 Heart to finger tips. 
 
Some iDa? 
 
 COME of these days, dear, all things will be right. 
 
 As day follows ever the long dreary night. 
 So heaven we'll find here with us some day; 
 November's chill winds will be tempered by May. 
 
 Some of these days, dear, all joy will be ours. 
 Earth will be perfumed with sweet fragrant flowers. 
 Beauty we'll find then in things commonplace. 
 Made so by the glorious smile from your face. 
 
 Some of these days, dear, our dreams will come true. 
 
 Heaven 'twill mean, dear, to me and to you. 
 
 No more of parting and no more of pain; 
 
 Joy will be ours, dear, for Love then will reign. 
 
ytt^ 3iln6r(t6 Soul 
 
 '^HIS morning, dear, the sky looks gray, 
 
 I wonder why 'tis so. 
 For is not this the month of May, 
 When sunkist breezes blow? 
 
 Oh, yes! I know — the reason's plain. 
 
 If I'd but give it thot; 
 The sun I sought thru blinding rain; 
 
 Mine eyes with tears were fraught. 
 
 Oh! kindred soul, with tenderest love. 
 
 Of my own life a part. 
 There shines no golden sun above 
 
 With warmth of thy dear heart! 
 
 Your very presence seems to say, 
 
 "Depart, ye sad, sad hours! 
 Let not the cold bleak winter days 
 
 Crowd out our spring-time flowers! " 
 
Then, then, the violets lift their heads. 
 Spring flowers kiss goldenglows. 
 
 And purple lilacs guard the bed. 
 Where sleeps the red, red rose. 
 
 Then, too, the warmth of Mother Earth 
 
 Opes wide the glorious eyes 
 Of petals sweet, and gives glad birth 
 
 To this great flower surprise. 
 
 Our lives are as the flowerets gay. 
 Our hearts keep tune with love; 
 
 Truth drives away the clouds of gray. 
 Brings May time from above! 
 
"^HESE roses, red with fragrance rare. 
 
 Last night were bathed in dew; 
 They gathered sweetness and perfume 
 For you, sweetheart — for you! 
 
 They yielded up their very Hves, 
 And murmured not, I ween. 
 
 To deck the brow of one I love — 
 Of you, my sweetheart — queen. 
 
"pUa6iiig 
 
 "^HESE hungry, hungry hands o' mine 
 
 They're reaching out for you; 
 For touch of you, for feel of you 
 
 Thrills my whole being thru and thru; 
 There's magic in your touch. 
 
 These hungry, hungry lips o' mine 
 
 Are calling out for you. 
 For word of yours, for praise of yours 
 
 A new lease on my life assures; 
 There's life in every word. 
 
 This hungry, hungry heart o' mine 
 
 Is pleading, dear, for you; 
 For heart of you, for soul of you. 
 
 For every word and thot of you ; 
 For you, sweetheart, just you. 
 
O^e iDais? 
 
 "^HIS daisy's face I kissed, sweetheart. 
 And thot of your face true; 
 I'm hungering now for your sweet lips. 
 For eyes of wondrous blue. 
 
 Its heart of gold can ne'er compare 
 
 'With your heart, sweetheart, mine; 
 Its face turned ever toward the sun, 
 I've likened unto thine. 
 
Since you (Tame 
 
 ■^HERE'S a new strain of sweetness in the song 
 bird's trill. 
 There's an added glory in the skies; 
 For the sweetness' stolen from your love song, dear. 
 And the glory from your love-lit eyes. 
 
 There's a new joy in service since I found you, dear. 
 
 There's a wish I might ease another's load; 
 For your words of cheer scatter every doubt and fear. 
 
 As we journey down the long, long road. 
 
^ose Ceaves 
 
 ^J\OSE leaves bring fond recollection. 
 
 Visions of scenes all so sweet. 
 Days all so perfect in Loveland, 
 
 Life was, indeed, then complete! 
 Never a trace then of sadness. 
 Never a heart-ache, or tear. 
 Every day brimful of gladness. 
 Never a care or a fear! 
 
yearning for ^ou 
 
 '^HE silvery moon is shining 
 In the heavens up above. 
 While my heart for you is pining. 
 
 Longing, sweetheart, for your love! 
 In my fancy I can see you 
 
 With your love-lit eyes so true. 
 Brighter than the stars above me, 
 Set in ground of azure blue! 
 
 Oh! the days we've spent together! 
 
 I recall them every one; 
 Not a cloud with you beside me; 
 
 Your smile coaxes out the sun. 
 But the days pass by so slowly. 
 
 When we're parted, sweetheart mine. 
 And my heart cries out to see you. 
 
 When I see the old moon shine! 
 
Wljen One Coves 
 
 VWHEN one loves no service seems too hard. 
 
 For, in doing unto others we receive of our 
 reward. 
 Love lightens every burden; turns darkness into day; 
 Love leads us upward, bids us hope; 
 Love guards our lives alway. 
 
'Crinlty 
 
 "^HE sun would shine thru clouds of gray. 
 If you were here, if you were here! 
 The night would all be turned to day 
 
 If you were here, if you were here. 
 No bitterness would mar our peace. 
 
 Our hearts would join in one glad feast. 
 Our hands would clasp in close embrace. 
 
 And leave of sorrow not a trace; 
 Our lips would meet in spite of fate. 
 
 While soul would speak unto its mate. 
 Love, you, and I — O sacred treat, 
 
 'Twould form a trinity complete, 
 'Twould scatter every doubt and fear. 
 
 If you were here, if you were here. 
 
(T^errj blossoms 
 
 "^HESE little cherry blossoms with their mission 
 
 half complete 
 Will yield no fruit, that blushes red, until again we 
 
 meet. 
 'Tis then the fruit will ripen into satisfying bliss; 
 'Tis then the luscious bud will yield the harvest of a 
 kiss! 
 
Starllgbt 
 
 "^WILIGHT'S astealing o'er all the blue sky, 
 
 Venus is lighting her stars. 
 Glorious Luna is trimming her sails, 
 Agleam now is Saturn and Mars. 
 Stardust's afalling, its glamor I feel 
 Tingling my heart and my brain; 
 Time is forgotten, the years brushed aside. 
 Youth's in my blood once again. 
 
 There's something in starlight that enters my blood. 
 That quickens my pulse as would wine; 
 There's a witchery found neath the bright milky-way, 
 There's a something akin the Divine. 
 Tis a mingling of tears and of laughter and song. 
 Of pathos, of passion, of love. 
 
 That quickens my heartbeat, that brings back my youth 
 When the stars shed their light from above. 
 
'Z^pple blossoms 
 
 "^HESE crimson buds of maiden blush, unfolding 
 
 to the sun. 
 Their lives have given to the cause; their duty, 
 
 too, is done; 
 For when you hold their withered leaves and press 
 
 them to your lips 
 You'll feel the throb of fruitful love from heart to 
 
 finger tips. 
 
TLonglng 
 
 'TWERE in this distant land I need you, dear. 
 I need your words of courage, bold. 
 To cheer me as in days of old — 
 Your words that scatter every doubt and fear. 
 
 Here in this distant land I want you, dear. 
 I hunger for the love of you, 
 A love that's steadfast, warm and true — 
 
 Your love, that dries each bitter, scalding tear. 
 
 Here in this distant land I call you, dear. 
 
 Each morning at the rise of sun. 
 
 And on and on'till day is done 
 My lips keep calling, wishing you were here. 
 
 Here in this distant land I wait you, dear, 
 I listen for your footsteps fall 
 Along the summer garden's wall — 
 
 I listen for the step that draws you near. 
 
Z\ jF'riett6 
 
 T^HE most wonderful thing in this world 
 is to have 
 
 A friend, who you know understands. 
 Who shows it in eyes and who lists it in voice. 
 Who throbs it in grasp of his hand. 
 
 Who sees all the good, who is blind to the bad. 
 Who shares in your sorrow or joy. 
 It matters not what, he judges you not. 
 Keeps the gold and forgets the alloy. 
 
 Who shares of his portion and asks not return. 
 Be it wealth, be it love, be it power. 
 Such a friend has a worth beyond wealth of this earth- 
 A solace in life's darkest hour. 
 
 Who don't have to tell you in words he's your friend. 
 
 It shows in each act he bestows. 
 Let come then what will, blow the wind good or ill. 
 
 He never misjudges — he knows. 
 
^HITHER thou goest I will go. 
 All of life's journey thru: 
 Shoulder to shoulder and palm pressed to palm. 
 Whether the pathway be stormy or calm. 
 I shall be happy with you. 
 
 When thou rejoicest I will rejoice. 
 
 All of life's journey thru: 
 
 Sorrow I'll share when it touches thy heart, 
 
 Joy be my portion when joyful thou art, 
 
 I shall be happy with you. 
 
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