 | Verses by W. H. Mallock |  |
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HAEC OMNIA DABO TIBI
Oh, World, whose days like sunlit waters glide,
Whose music links the midnight with the morrow,
Who, for thine own, hast beauty, power, and pride!
Oh, World, what art thou? And the World replied,
‘A husk of pleasure round a heart of sorrow.’
Whose music links the midnight with the morrow,
Who, for thine own, hast beauty, power, and pride!
Oh, World, what art thou? And the World replied,
‘A husk of pleasure round a heart of sorrow.’
Oh, child of God, thou who hast sought thy way
Where all this music sounds, this sunlight gleams,
'Mid pride and power and beauty day by day:
And what art thou? I heard my own soul say,
‘A wandering sorrow in a world of dreams.’
Where all this music sounds, this sunlight gleams,
'Mid pride and power and beauty day by day:
And what art thou? I heard my own soul say,
‘A wandering sorrow in a world of dreams.’
| Verses by W. H. Mallock | |