Samuel Lover

Reproof on her lip, but a smile in her eye.

Reproof on her lip, but a smile in her eye.

Circumstances are the rulers of the weak; they are but the instruments of the wise.

Circumstances are the rulers of the weak; they are but the instruments of the wise.

There was a place in childhood that I remember well,
And there a voice of sweetest tone bright fairy read more

There was a place in childhood that I remember well,
And there a voice of sweetest tone bright fairy tales did tell.

I'll seek a four-leaved shamrock in all thy fairy dells,
And if I find the charmed leaves, oh, how read more

I'll seek a four-leaved shamrock in all thy fairy dells,
And if I find the charmed leaves, oh, how I'll weave my spells!

A baby was sleeping,
Its mother was weeping.

A baby was sleeping,
Its mother was weeping.