 | 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition |  |
THE WORK OF HELL.
They drudge for ever as the slaves of sin,
And glean no rest nor lightening of their load,
Though gleams of heaven's sweet Sabbath enter in,
To find no footing and to claim no kin;
And glean no rest nor lightening of their load,
Though gleams of heaven's sweet Sabbath enter in,
To find no footing and to claim no kin;
They tread for ever the same bitter road,
And reap the same sad crops that folly sowed,
While the sole change that they may ever win,
Is change of pain but not of pain's abode.
And reap the same sad crops that folly sowed,
While the sole change that they may ever win,
Is change of pain but not of pain's abode.
Too late it is for mourning or to mend,
And evil is the only faithful friend;
Whose hungry maw they feed but cannot fill
And evil is the only faithful friend;
Whose hungry maw they feed but cannot fill
And as on earth they wreaked their wicked will,
The unjust then is unjust to the end,
And he that filthy was is filthy still.
The unjust then is unjust to the end,
And he that filthy was is filthy still.
| 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition | |