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And thou art gone—away to brighter spheres,
From all our love for ever past away;
Thy flight is winged above this veil of tears,
Thy smile is beaming in eternal day.
From all our love for ever past away;
Thy flight is winged above this veil of tears,
Thy smile is beaming in eternal day.
Yet shall some relic in our hearts be kept,
Of one who was so beautiful and dear;
The love we cherished as our spirits wept,
That love shall pass not with the parting tear.
Of one who was so beautiful and dear;
The love we cherished as our spirits wept,
That love shall pass not with the parting tear.
For memory sometimes shall our babe replace,
With all the feelings that were once so sweet;
And if we see her with an angel's face,
O! let us hope in future thus to meet!
With all the feelings that were once so sweet;
And if we see her with an angel's face,
O! let us hope in future thus to meet!
