The Old Songs

"i cannot smg tne ola sones," Tbe trutu must ae cosiese; Tbeir melodías nasco No memories ie my orease Althougn the oíd familiar worda Are dearer fax than gold, 1 cannot sioc ene oíd songs, too tec me truUi De told. 1 canooc slng tbe oíd songs. Hut when 1 read tbem o'er, Tbe scènes of boyboodB bappy daya To memTy tbey restore; The rtppllng atream, che Rrassy valo, Tbe deep umbrageous wood - 1 caunot riini the old sosgs, 1 ofteo wlsb 1 couid. I cannot slog tbe old songs, Tbe soul lnsplring lays Whicb Uft the veil that tildes the past, RwKioring youthftü daya, Altüoufjb the words I know full well. Tbe airs l cannot hum, 1 cannot sing the old songs, For 1 am deaf and dumb.