Snow-flake

We parted in the Winter ; And from the distant hill, She watched my ship sail outward O'er the waters oold and stül. 1 could not see the tear-drop That glistened in her eye ; Nor her dainty kerchief waving, Against the frosty sky. But I knew her heart was breathing A gentle word of prayer ; I knew her eye was streaming, xVnd her kerchief waving there. I flaid before I left her, 'Farewell, my love, farewell ; I am sailing to the sunshine, And the land where myrtles dweil : Bnt still my longing fancy, Will turn to rest with thee ; My snow-flake on the mouutain Is more than all to me ! " You know how the pure snow melteth, When the Winter's oold is sped : Ay, so before that ship returned, My sweet snow-flake was dead.