The band was playing a waltz-quadrille, I felt as light as a wind-blown feather, As we floated away, at the caller's will, Through the intricate, mazy dance together....
If Christ came questioning His world to-day, (If Christ came questioning,) 'What hast thou done to glorify thy God, Since last My feet this lower earth plane trod?' How could I answer Him; and in what way...
Do you remember the name I wore - The old pet-name of Little Queen - In the dear, dead days that are no more, The happiest days of our lives, I ween? For we loved with that passionate love of youth...
Not quite the same the spring-time seems to me, Since that sad season when in separate ways Our paths diverged. There are no more such days As dawned for us in that lost time when we...
Well, how has it been with you since we met That last strange time of a hundred times? When we met to swear that we could forget - I your caresses, and you my rhymes -...
Beside us in our seeking after pleasures, Through all our restless striving after fame, Through all our search for worldly gains and treasures, There walketh one whom no man likes to name....