V.
Speed away! speed away! Angels called her here to sleep; Let us leave her here to stay: Speed away! and, speeding, weep. Where the roses blow and die, 'Neath them she a rose doth lie Wilted in the grass Where the shadows pass.
THE HAUNTED HOUSE.
Speed away! speed away! Angels called her here to sleep; Let us leave her here to stay: Speed away! and, speeding, weep. Where the roses blow and die, 'Neath them she a rose doth lie Wilted in the grass Where the shadows pass.
THE HAUNTED HOUSE.