LOST HOPE.
The flowers will all come back again,
The flowers that faded on hill and plain;
The birds will return another Spring,
The birds that a while have ceased to sing;
But Hope that died with their song and bloom
Will wake no more from its Winter tomb.
The flowers that faded on hill and plain;
The birds will return another Spring,
The birds that a while have ceased to sing;
But Hope that died with their song and bloom
Will wake no more from its Winter tomb.
The stars will twinkle another night,
The stars that faded before our sight;
And the sun that sank in the sorrowful west
Shall wake like the birds from their nightly rest;
But Hope that illumined the day and night
Has faded forever, forever, from sight.
The stars that faded before our sight;
And the sun that sank in the sorrowful west
Shall wake like the birds from their nightly rest;
But Hope that illumined the day and night
Has faded forever, forever, from sight.