LOVE’S SONG.
What sounds the deepest notes of life?
Is it bright sunshine, aye?
Some wish that we have had fulfilled,
Or pleasure in our way.
Are we the happiest when some note
Of praise rings through the air?
Or when proud Fame entices us,
Then leaves us to despair.
When people list with bated breath
To hear the words we speak,
And words of admiration give,
And joyously us seek?
Ah no! The deepest note is struck
When we with others weep;
When we have sympathy for those
Who are in trouble deep.
It is afflictions we must bear,
Mistake that we have made,
That strikes the deepest chords of life,
And ne’er from mem’ry fade.
The loss of those who were a part
Of every joy, and grief.
The shadowy thoughts within our souls
That is of life the chief.
To feel, to know, there is a world
Where we shall meet again
The loved ones who have gone beyond;
But not beyond our ken—
Now all the past forgotten is,
And notes of joy will ring
Throughout the blest eternity,
For we Love’s song now sing.