MY FRIEND.
59
By love's divinest laws
Heart unto heart, and all hearts upwards, draws.
Heart unto heart, and all hearts upwards, draws.
O life, O love, your diverse tones bewildering
Make silence, like two meeting waves of sound;
I dream of wifely white arms, lisp of children—
Never of ended wars,
Save kisses sealing honorable scars.
Make silence, like two meeting waves of sound;
I dream of wifely white arms, lisp of children—
Never of ended wars,
Save kisses sealing honorable scars.
No more of battles! save the combat glorious
To which all earth and heaven may witness stand;
The sword of the Spirit taking in my hand
I shall go forth, since in new fields victorious
The King yet grants that I
His servant live, or His good soldier die.
To which all earth and heaven may witness stand;
The sword of the Spirit taking in my hand
I shall go forth, since in new fields victorious
The King yet grants that I
His servant live, or His good soldier die.
MY FRIEND.
Friend wears a cheerful smile of his own, And a musical tongue has he;
We sit and look in each other's face,
And are very good company.
A heart he has, full warm and red
As ever a heart I see;
