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Chide Not

Fanny Morcharg

Chide not, Chide not, unless you must
As day after day onward places
There s much of pain, that must needs be borne
Full enough of sorrw, for which to mourn
When men are weary, and women are worn
With grief shadowed hearts and faces.

O brother! sister! why suffer the hours
To go frieghted with frowns and fault finding
So few, & fast fleeting, the sweet sheltered years,
In which, to be mingled your laughter & tears
Ere youth plumes its wings, the sad parting nears
And you're left, to the future's reminding.

Ah friend; tho' oft thro lifes wildering way
Erring feet must be turned, hearts need guiding.
If to check & reprove, be stern duty's decree
Let that matchless reproving
"Lovest thou me?"
Whisper down thro the ages, its message to thee
That love be felt, e'en thro' the chiding..

Chide Not

Fanny Morcharg

Chide not, Chide not, unless you must
As day after day onward places
There s much of pain, that must needs be borne
Full enough of sorrw, for which to mourn
When men are weary, and women are worn
With grief shadowed hearts and faces.

O brother! sister! why suffer the hours
To go frieghted with frowns and fault fiding
So few, & fast fleeting, the sweet sheltered years,
In which, to be mingled your laughter & tears
Ere youth plumes its wings, the sad parting nears
And you're left, to the future's reminding.

Ah friend; tho' oft thro life s wildering way
Erring feet must be turned, hearts need guiding.
If to check & reprove, be stern duty's decree
Let that matchless reproving
"Lovest thou me?"
Whisper down thro the ages, its message to thee
That love be felt, e'en thro' the chiding..