To the Love Lands!
O, my Heart, the days are weary with the burdens that we know:
Hand in hand we'll haste and hurry to the Love Lands long ago!
Let us stroll as happy lovers down the roaring ways of men
Till the lilies of contentment blossom sweetly once again.
It was there we wove our Daydream, it was there the Promise sung,
For the world from us was hidden and our little lives were young.
There were happy lanes of laughter that our childish rambles knew,
Where the roses gave their glories in a ruddy crown for you.
Let us wander through the deserts and the dusty ways they know
To the green fields and the meadows of the Love Lands long ago!
On the road, perchance, we'll gather some of sweetness and of song,
As we thread the dim aisles fearful and the pathways lorn and long.
You remember how we pledged us all the glories of renown,—
Pledged the gold of Ind and Ophir and the greatness of the crown.
You remember how we pledged us in the fancies of our youth,
We would run the quest forever for the Holy Grail of Truth!