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COME, BEAUTIFUL SPRING. 291
Have satisfied my deep desire
To tread historic ground, And now can tell thee which appears
The-brightest spot I've found.
Say'st thou, that fondly pleasing place,
Where the beloved abide, Would seem more fair to thy fond heart
Than all the world beside ? Well, well I know how bright the sod
A loved one's foot hath press'd, And know how sacred seems the place
Where the departed rest.
But let me tell thee, gentle friend,
That humble spot is best, Where we may walk with step serene
And with a heart at rest. The path where duty beckons us,
Or wisdom casts our lot, That is, of all the wide-spread earth,
The happiest, sunniest spot. '
COME BEAUTIFUL SPRING.
Come, beautiful spring! come, waken the flowers, And scatter thy fragrance around our way;
Dispel the dark cloud that around me lowers, And shuts from my vision the full beams of day. |
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