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 | [Poems by Cary in] The Poetical Works Of Alice and Phoebe Cary |  |
PARTING SONG.
The long day is closing,
Ah, why should you weep?
'T is thus that God gives
His beloved ones sleep.
Ah, why should you weep?
'T is thus that God gives
His beloved ones sleep.
I see the wide water
So deep and so black,—
Love waits me beyond it,—
I would not go back!
So deep and so black,—
Love waits me beyond it,—
I would not go back!
I would not go back
Where its joys scarce may gleam,—
Where even in dreaming
We know that we dream;
Where its joys scarce may gleam,—
Where even in dreaming
We know that we dream;
For though life filled for me
All measures of bliss,
Has it anything better
Or sweeter than this?
All measures of bliss,
Has it anything better
Or sweeter than this?
I would not go back
To the torment of fear,—
To the wastes of uncomfort
When home is so near.
To the torment of fear,—
To the wastes of uncomfort
When home is so near.
Each night is a prison-bar
Broken and gone,—
Each morning a golden gate,
On,—farther on!
Broken and gone,—
Each morning a golden gate,
On,—farther on!
On, on toward the city
So shining and fair;
And He that hath loved me—
Died for me—is there.
So shining and fair;
And He that hath loved me—
Died for me—is there.
| [Poems by Cary in] The Poetical Works Of Alice and Phoebe Cary | |