Gems
of
Southern Song

Brightest Eyes    Stiegelli.
Gently Rest    Ku[:]cken.
Listen to the Mocking Bird    Harthorne.
Chimes of the Monastery    do.
On the Mountain's airy Summit    Ku[:]cken.
Shells of the Ocean
Sleeping I Dream Love

Softly ye night winds
Vale of rest    Nelson.
Will you love me then as now
Dearest then I'll Love you more
When I saw sweet Nellie Home
Gentle Nettie Moore

"I Wandered by the Sea-Beat Shore" [c1865]
Written by Lake.
Composed by [J. W.] Cherry.

Macon, GA: John W. Burke
Augusta, GA: Blackmar & Bro.
Richmond, VA: West & Johnston; J. W. Randolph; P. H. Taylor
Columbia, SC: Townsend & North
Selena, AL: J. W. Blandin
Atlanta, GA: J. J. Richards & Co.
Athen, GA: W. N. White
Duncan & Co., lith[ographer]., Columbia, SC
[M 1642
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[Source: civilwargidital.com]

1. One summer eve, with pensive thought,
I wander’d on the seabeat shore,
Where oft in heedless infant sport
I gather’d shells in days before,
I gather’d shells in days before.
The splashing waves like musis fell,
Respomsive to me fancy wild,
A dream come o’er me like a spell,
I thought I was again a child,
A dream came o’er me like a spell,
I thought I was again, again a child.

2. I stood upon the pebbly strand
To cull the toys that ’round me lay,
But as I took them in my hand,
I threw them one by one away,
I threw them one by one away:
Oh! thus I said in ev’ry stage
By toys our fancy is beguiled,
We gather Shells from youth to age
And then we leave them like a child.
We gather Shells from youth to age
And then we leave them like a child.