To please or tempt or satisfy,
And all his longing was again
To be released and free to die,
To get back to scarce-tasted bliss,—
What grief could be so sharp as this?
“HOW CAN THEY BEAR IT UP IN HEAVEN?”
HOW can they bear it up in heaven,
To please or tempt or satisfy,
And all his longing was again
To be released and free to die,
To get back to scarce-tasted bliss,—
What grief could be so sharp as this?
HOW can they bear it up in heaven,