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LOVER AND FRIEND.
LOVER AND FRIEND HAST THOU PUT FAR FROM ME.
Psalm lxxxviii. 18.
HEAR the soft September rain intone,And cheerful crickets chirping in the grass,—
I bow my head, I, who am all alone:
The light winds see, and shiver as they pass.
No other thing is so bereft as I,—
The rain-drops fall, and mingle as they fall,—
The chirping cricket knows his neighbour nigh,
Leaves sway responsive to the light wind's call.
The rain-drops fall, and mingle as they fall,—
The chirping cricket knows his neighbour nigh,
Leaves sway responsive to the light wind's call.
But Friend and Lover Thou hast put afar,
And left me only Thy great, solemn sky,—
I try to pierce beyond the farthest star
To search Thee out, and find Thee ere I die.
And left me only Thy great, solemn sky,—
I try to pierce beyond the farthest star
To search Thee out, and find Thee ere I die.
