To make thy life’s sole content and its wealth.
Merry thy laughter, as a child can laugh
Who hath not known as yet life’s shadowed fears.
And thus thou learn’dst to understand life’s joy,
And mourn its sadness, each in its own time,
Before thy dawning conscience grew to seek
Of sorrow and of happiness the cause.
A ripened fruit of many lives that soul,
That enters earth’s domains, and shows such moods.
Its childlike nature is the blossoming