WHY SHOULD I STAY?
Why should I stay?—the world hath lost its power
To lure my spirit from its destined home—
The stem is broken, drooping is the flower—
The leaves are fading, and the tempests lower—
For me earth hath no charm,
Why should I stay?
To lure my spirit from its destined home—
The stem is broken, drooping is the flower—
The leaves are fading, and the tempests lower—
For me earth hath no charm,
Why should I stay?
Why should I stay?—when wintry storms arise,
When autumn blasts have leafless left the trees,
The song-bird plumes its wings for sunnier skies,
The nest forsakes, nor wastes its breath in sighs—
Thus would I speed my flight:
Why should I stay?
When autumn blasts have leafless left the trees,
The song-bird plumes its wings for sunnier skies,
The nest forsakes, nor wastes its breath in sighs—
Thus would I speed my flight:
Why should I stay?
Why should I stay?—the loved are gone before;
They on whose breast in infancy I leaned;
The haven gained, life's stormy voyage o'er,
Moored is their bark—on yonder peaceful shore
They wait to welcome me—
Why should I stay?
They on whose breast in infancy I leaned;
The haven gained, life's stormy voyage o'er,
Moored is their bark—on yonder peaceful shore
They wait to welcome me—
Why should I stay?
