Arthur Grissom

Ballade Of Forgotten Loves

Daily Sentinel. In the meanwhile, he also managed to be graduated, in May, 1887, from Woodland College in Independence. He went to Kansas City in the autumn of 1887, and was on the staff of the Kansas City Daily News. In October, 1888, in Kansas City, he and C. M. Harger organized the "Western Auth…







Some poets sing of sweethearts dead,
Some sing of true loves far away;
Some sing of those that others wed,
And some of idols turned to clay.
I sing a pensive roundelay
To sweethearts of a doubtful lot,
The passions vanished in a day,
The little loves that I've forgot.
 
For, as the happy years have sped,
And golden dreams have changed to gray,
How oft the flame of love was fed
By glance, or smile, from Maud or May,
When wayward Cupid was at play;
Mere fancies, formed of who knows what,
But still my debt I ne'er can pay,
The little loves that I've forgot.
 
O joyous hours forever fled!
O sudden hopes that would not stay!
Held only by the slender thread
Of memory that's all astray.
Their very names I cannot say.
Time's will is done, I know them not;
But blessings on them all, I pray,
The little loves that I've forgot.
 
envoi
 
Sweetheart, why foolish fears betray?
Ours is the one true lovers' knot;
Note well the burden of my lay,
The little loves that I've forgot.

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