"There is a tear that will not fall
To cool the burning heart and brain;
Oh, I would give my life, my all,
To feel once more that blessed rain!
"There is a grief—I feel, in sooth,
It rends my soul, it quells my tongue;
It dims the sunshine of my youth,
But, oh, it will not dim it long!
"There is a place where life is o'er,