TO ———
TO life once given there shall be no end,
And in my constant heart Love lives, dear friend;
There, in an inner chamber, sweet and fair
It grows, and thrives in my most tender care.
And in my constant heart Love lives, dear friend;
There, in an inner chamber, sweet and fair
It grows, and thrives in my most tender care.
Sometimes I ope the door, with heartbeats fast,
And gaze upon the treasures of the past,
Which all are mine; which none can take away,
And in that well loved place, I ling'ring stay.
And gaze upon the treasures of the past,
Which all are mine; which none can take away,
And in that well loved place, I ling'ring stay.
I stay, and smiling view the past again,
That past so full of joy, and bitter pain;
The pain has flown, and only joy remains,
So sings my heart a song of glad refrains.
That past so full of joy, and bitter pain;
The pain has flown, and only joy remains,
So sings my heart a song of glad refrains.
Forgotten are the wrongs of love I bore,
And bitter thoughts are banished from my store;
The love note of your voice, your tender eyes,
Are all my world—since I am sadly wise.
And bitter thoughts are banished from my store;
The love note of your voice, your tender eyes,
Are all my world—since I am sadly wise.
I wonder, if in retrospect you know
How true I was, how strong my heart's full flow;
If so, do you not sometimes wish them back,
Those dear delights of which we had no lack?
How true I was, how strong my heart's full flow;
If so, do you not sometimes wish them back,
Those dear delights of which we had no lack?
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