OVER AND OVER
"Just the same thing over and over!"
But that is the way of the world, my dear;
Over and over, over and over,
Old things repeated from year to year!
But that is the way of the world, my dear;
Over and over, over and over,
Old things repeated from year to year!
Hear what the sun saith: "Patient still,
The vaulted heavens I climb and climb,
Over and over with tireless will,
Day after day till the end of time!
The vaulted heavens I climb and climb,
Over and over with tireless will,
Day after day till the end of time!
"Never a pause and never a rest;
Yet every morning the earth is new,
And ever the clouds in the golden west
Have a fresh glory shining through."
Yet every morning the earth is new,
And ever the clouds in the golden west
Have a fresh glory shining through."
Hear what the grass saith: "Up the hills
And through the orchard I creep and creep,
Over the meadows, and where the rills
Laugh in the shadows cool and deep.
And through the orchard I creep and creep,
Over the meadows, and where the rills
Laugh in the shadows cool and deep.
"Every spring it is just the same!
And because it is, I am sure to see
The oriole's flash of vivid flame
In the pink-white bloom of the apple-tree."
And because it is, I am sure to see
The oriole's flash of vivid flame
In the pink-white bloom of the apple-tree."
Hear what dear Love saith: "Ah, I hear
The same old story over and over;
The same old story over and over;
