MY FATHER'S GRAVE.

1 My father's grave, I heard her say, And marked a stealing tear; Oh, no! I would not go away, My father's grave is here!

2 A thousand thronging sympathies The lonely spot endear, And every eve remembrance sighs, My father's grave is here!

3 Some sudden tears unbidden start, As spring's gay birds I hear, For all things whisper to my heart, My father's grave is here!

4 Young hope may blend each colour gay, And fairer views appear; But, no! I will not go away, My father's grave is here!