But is this all? We learn and we forget, And are forgotten, on this earth below; We live, we die, then, freed from vain regret, We live again, and greater wisdom know.
IN THE HALL.
In the brilliant hall I waited, ’Mong the merry moving throng; And I thought he was belated, For it seemed I waited long.
Music mingled with the laughter, Like a hush from Dreamland sent; And the dancers followed after, While the moments came and went.
Manly faces smiled a greeting, Tender glances woke love’s song; But my heart tho’ wildly beating, To one only did belong.
Soon he touched me on the shoulder, While his head to mine he bent; And tho’ other looks grew colder, Yet my soul was quite content.
AT NIGHT.
At night when all the world is still, And stars in glory shine, There comes to earth a whisper sweet Of peace and love divine.