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TIE ALMOND TIRE f.
{"newspaper_name": "The Wilmingtonian, and Delaware register.", "edition": "01", "page": "p1", "byline": ""}
Fleeing and falling, where is the bloom
of Won fair Almond Tree it sunk to its tomb Z
1ts tomb; whcrcsoevcr the wind may have borne
The leaves and the blossoms, its roughness has


torn.
Some there are floating on yon fountain breast;
some line the moss Of the nightngale's nest,-
some are Just strewn DER the green grass below,
And there they lie stainless as winter'stirst snow.
yesterday, on the boughs they hung scented and


fair;
To-day they arc scattered the breeze best knows


where.


ro.morrow, these leaves will be scentlcss and


dead,
For the kind 10 lament and the careless to tread.
And is it not thus with each hope of the heart
with all its best feelings thus will they depart.
they'll go forth to the world ON the wings otthe


air,


Rejoicing and hoping, but what will be there.
raise lights to deceive, false friends to dcludc,
'ill the heart in its sorrow, left only to brood;-
Over.fccling crushed, chilled, sweet hopes evcl


flown;


Like that tree, when its green leaves and bios


SONS arc gone.