A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

Oh l Bpring may come, and lpring may go;

Flowers, 8Uilllhine, ~ot cheOl' them :

This living heaTt, thil bn«flt yoii'Dg life,

Will be DO lcunger near them.

Two lights there weTe within the h011M,

Like angela 1'01JDd them IDO'riDg>

Oh I mast tb.a.e two be paned DOw,

So lovely and ao loving f

No longer ontlhe same soft couch

Their pleu&~lt ~be taking I

No longer by e1aeh other's amika

Be greeted ai~ their •&Jc!.or I

N o longer, by 1eaeh other's aide

Over one bo<1k be bendiag I

Take thrlut l4>ok, thy lut embn.ce,

Tbl.t Joy, tlwt life ia ending.

Heneeforth tho.n wm be all alone ;

WbAL ebalt tbon do

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poor weeper t-

Oh, ht:1man lovt! I oh, llnman woe I

h there & pang yet deeper 1

.Ah I yea, the e:yee perceive no more;

The last tlear word ia apoken ;

The hand retn1118 no preaanre no"' ;

Heart, heart,. thou must be broken I

Can it live on ,Nitbout that love

For "'hicb ita pulee beat ever 1

.AIM that loving, trusting hearte

Must ache, And bleed, &ad aenr I

Child, cease thy murmuring ; God Ia by
To OIUeal that mortel prison.
'M.otberJ look up ; for, like our Lord,
Tby Dleii!Sd t~De ia risen :

Baise thy bo"''d bead, poor bl"'lial!d reed ;

Hope comee to.the belining.

FAther, be strong, be stron~ in faith;

The dead, the dead is livwg I

Even from out-ward thin~a draw peMe;

The Jon~ night-watch Ja ended ;

The monung sun upriaeth now

In new day·1~lory splendid.