...one for de bosses, Here is two for number one. LOEENA. The years creep slowly by, Lorenti. ;'•'• The snow is on the grass again, The sun's low down the sky, Lorcnn, The frost gleams where the flowers have been. But the heart throbs on as warmly now, As when...

...enough Dan to gone and runned away. Lorena. [This was the great sentimental song of t!ie war period.) The years creep slowly by, Lorena ; The snow is on...again ; The sun's low down the sky, Lorena ; The frost gleams where the flowers have been. But the heart throbs on as warmly now As when the summer days were...

...He chose his way—you yours; let God Pronounce the fitting doom. Camp Chase, December, AD 1861. N/ LORENA. The years creep slowly by, Lorena, The snow...again; The sun's low down the sky, Lorena, The frost gleams where the flowers have been; But the heart throbs on as warmly now, As when the summer days...

...soul-inspiring song and it was sing at the camp fires of both armies, not only here, but all around the world. LORENA. The years creep slowly by, Lorena, The snow...again; The sun's low down the sky, Lorena, The frost gleams where the flowers have been ; But the heart throbs on as warmly now, As when the summer days...

...associations of the past, as it will do in the minds of others who knew it, and sang it, in the long-ago past. 'T^HE years creep slowly by, Lorena ; •*- The snow...again ; The sun's low down the sky, Lorena ; The frost gleams where the flowers have been. But the heart throbs on as warmly now As when the summer days were...

...spell to the air as it moves through the lines — especially the first four lines of each stanza : " The years creep slowly by, Lorena, The snow is on...— The sun's low down the sky, Lorena, The frost gleams where the flowers have been." War time inspirations of brush and pen have always taken a strong...

...spell to the air as it moves through the lines — especially the first four lines of each stanza : " The years creep slowly by, Lorena, The snow is on...grass again — The sun's low down the sky, Lorena, War time inspirations of brush and pen have always taken a strong hold. Willards' painting, " Yankee...

...fine trailing writing across it; my flutina was on my knee, and to its accompaniment I sang : — " The years creep slowly by, Lorena, The snow is on the grass again, The sun 's low down the sky, Lorena, The frost gleams where the flowers have been ; But the heart throbs...

...mesa-edge, and a plaintive, drawling monotone blended into the whisper of wind threading the grass. Oh, the years creep slowly by, Lorena, The snow is on...the grass again; The sun's low down the sky, Lorena, And frosts gleam where the flowers were then. "Tex" was singing the herd to sleep — half a thousand...

...mesa-edge, and a plaintive, drawling monotone blended into the whisper of wind threading the grass. Oh, the years creep slowly by, Lorena, The snow is on...grass again ; The sun's low down the sky, Lorena, And frosls gleam where the flowers were then. "Tex" was singing the herd to sleep — half a thousand...