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    ELKHORN CITY.   Table of Contents     BEAUTIES OF THE CUMBERLAND.

Smith, Effie Waller
Rhymes from the Cumberland

- O SPRUCE PINES ON THE CUMBERLANDS.


O SPRUCE PINES ON THE CUMBERLANDS.


O spruce pines on the Cumberlands
So stately and so tall,
So very grand and beautiful,
Days gone by you recall.

Days of my childhood, happy days
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When often I have played
Upon the slopes of these dear hills
Within the spruce pines' shade.

He played with me--my sweetheart--then
Under these spruce pines tall;
Of all the days that I have lived
Those were happiest of all.

But one spring day upon these hills
While zephyrs softly blew,
I stood beside my sweetheart's grave
Strewed o'er with violets blue.

Among the spruce pines 'bove my head
The birds sang sweet and clear
But the sweetness of their melody
My sad heart could not cheer.

A score of years have passed since then,
And still the spruce pines stand
Moaning a requiem for my dead
Upon the Cumberland.

    ELKHORN CITY.   Table of Contents     BEAUTIES OF THE CUMBERLAND.