New bliss awaits in paradise!
Oh! what were life with love away,
Where earth its bound—its limit clay!
Then soon return, fond one, return,
Thy greeting shall be kind and true,
Love’s lamp again shall brightly burn,
And life its purest joys renew!
Oh! absence, like the clouds that throw
Thick shadows o’er the summer sky,
But, passing, leave a brighter glow,