We are growing old together, together may we die-- Together may our spirits soar to our home beyond the sky; For we loved as few can love, dear, when life’s flowery paths we ranged, And though we’ve wander’d long here, our hearts have never changed. We are growing old together, thou dearest of the dear, The morning of our life is past, and evening shades appear.
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Childhood’s days now pass before me Forms and scenes of long ago, Like a dream they hover o’er me, Calm and bright as evening’s glow, Days that know no shade of sorrow, There my young heart pure and free, Joyful hail’d each coming morrow In the Cottage by the Sea.
In the Cottage by the Sea, In the Cottage by the Sea, Joyful hail’d each coming morrow In the Cottage by the Sea.
Fancy sees the rose-trees twining, Round the old and rustic door, And below, the white beach shining, Where I gather’d shells of yore. Hears my mother’s gentle warning, As she took me on her knee; And I feel again life’s morning, In the Cottage by the Sea.
What though years rolled above me, Though ’mid fairer scenes I roam, Yet I ne’er shall cease to love thee, Childhood’s dear and happy home! And when life’s long day is closing, Oh! how pleasant it would be; On some faithful heart reposing In the Cottage by the Sea.
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Ben Fisher had finish’d his hard day’s work, And he sat at his cottage door; His good wife Kate sat by his side, And the moonlight danced on the floor-- The moonlight danced on the cottage floor, Her beams were clear and bright, As when he and Kate, twelve years before, Talk’d love in her mellow light. Talk’d love in her mellow light.
_Chorus._--The moonlight danced on the cottage floor, Her beams were clear and bright, As when he and Kate, twelve years before, Talk’d love in her mellow light.
Ben Fisher had never a pipe of clay, And never a dram drank he, So he loved at home with his wife to stay, And they chatted right merrily-- Right merrily they chatted on, Her babe slept on her breast, While a chubby rogue, with rosy smile, On his father’s knee found rest, On his father’s knee found rest. Right merrily, &c.