 | [Poems by Cary in] The poems of Alice and Phoebe Cary |  |
FAR AWAY.
Far away, far away, there's a region of bliss
Too bright for our vision to view,
Though faintly its glories are mirrored in this,
As the light of the stars in the dew.
Too bright for our vision to view,
Though faintly its glories are mirrored in this,
As the light of the stars in the dew.
The loved and the loving of life's early day,
Who left us in sorrow and gloom,
Are all in that beautiful land, far away,
Where the roses are always in bloom.
Who left us in sorrow and gloom,
Are all in that beautiful land, far away,
Where the roses are always in bloom.
'T is true we have moments of bliss, even here,
But brief is the shadowless sky;
For hope, when the brightest, is mingled with fear,
And to live, is to know we must die.
But brief is the shadowless sky;
For hope, when the brightest, is mingled with fear,
And to live, is to know we must die.
The sunshine is followed by darkness and storm,
And friendship endures but a day,
And, oh! while the kiss of devotion is warm,
The loved and the trusted betray.
And friendship endures but a day,
And, oh! while the kiss of devotion is warm,
The loved and the trusted betray.
How oft, when the bride with her garland is crown'd,
The roses are brought from the grave!
And the sunniest fountain that ever I found
Had the serpent concealed in its wave.
The roses are brought from the grave!
And the sunniest fountain that ever I found
Had the serpent concealed in its wave.
Then why should I mourn thee, lost friend of my soul?
Death cannot divide us for aye,
Though dark are the billows between us that roll,
We'll meet in that home far away.
Death cannot divide us for aye,
Though dark are the billows between us that roll,
We'll meet in that home far away.
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