STRANGERS YET.
Strangers yet, after years of life together,
After fair and stormy weather;
After travels in far lands; after touch of wedded hands,
Why thus joined, why ever met, if they must be strangers yet.
Strangers yet, strangers yet.
After childhood winning way; after care and blame and praise;
Counsel asked and wisdom given - after mutual prayers to heaven;
Child and parent scarce regret, when they part are strangers yet.
Strangers yet, strangers yet.
Will it evermore be thus, spirits still impervious?
Shall we never fairly stand, soul to soul, as hand to hand?
Are the bounds eternal set, to retain us strangers yet?
Strangers yet, strangers yet.
