ONLY A CRICKET CHIRPING AWAY. Im only a cricket chirping away, In the fading light of an autumn day. When the flowers are dead, and the grasses dry, And the shrill, bleak winds go whistling by, — Then I sing my song with a louder cheer, For I know old Winters hovering near. 368 ONLY A CRICKET… … ll..-tt?iV*?*S, I sing of the firesides calm delight, When friends draw near with the lamps alight; And I tell my tales in the humblest cot, And sing of the joys that are half forgot. For though only a cricket chirping away, In the fading light of an autumn day. I come and go with my song of cheer.…
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