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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 frown and fault fiding
So few, & fast fleeting, the sweet sheltered years,
In which, to be mingled your laughter & tears
Ere youtg 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's duty decree
Let that matchless reproving
"Lovest thou me?"
Whisper down thro the ages, its message to the,
That love be felt, c'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 frown and fault fiding
So few, & fast fleeting, the sweet sheltered years,
In which, to be mingled your laughter & tears
Ere youtg 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's duty decree
Let that matchless reproving
"Lovest thou me?"
Whisper down thro the ages, its message to the,
That love be felt, c'en thro' the chiding..