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POEMS.
Like balm from the skies, these drops from our eyes,
Can wash off the traces of sorrow;
When the clouds of to-day, in tears melt away,
Hope's rainbow o'erarches our morrow.
Can wash off the traces of sorrow;
When the clouds of to-day, in tears melt away,
Hope's rainbow o'erarches our morrow.
Who most freely weep the longest will keep
The heart's garden free from its thorn;
And they happiest live who alms with tears give,
And no human suffering scorn.
The heart's garden free from its thorn;
And they happiest live who alms with tears give,
And no human suffering scorn.
Then through coming years let us bless God for tears,
Since causes for weeping abound;
Tears bind heart to heart, rob pain of its dart,
Pour oil upon every wound.
Since causes for weeping abound;
Tears bind heart to heart, rob pain of its dart,
Pour oil upon every wound.
Let tears be bestowed, they will lighten the load
Which each in his turn must sustain;
Then peace, joy, and rest shall visit each guest,
And earth smile like Eden again.
Which each in his turn must sustain;
Then peace, joy, and rest shall visit each guest,
And earth smile like Eden again.
