Well, one by one
Tired hands must lay life's duties down,
And feet, all bruised
With climbing, have their sandals loosed;—
Yes, one shall go, and one must stay
'Mid the reminders, day by day!
Tired hands must lay life's duties down,
And feet, all bruised
With climbing, have their sandals loosed;—
Yes, one shall go, and one must stay
'Mid the reminders, day by day!
Time flyeth fast,
Some day will be the very last
Together spent,
And then one heart with anguish rent
Shall look, so hopelessly, through tears
Upon the coming vacant years!
Some day will be the very last
Together spent,
And then one heart with anguish rent
Shall look, so hopelessly, through tears
Upon the coming vacant years!
And one will trace
Each line of the familiar face,—
So cold and still!
And one must patient wait, until
Death's hand again, shall lift the bars,
And we shall meet beyond the stars!
Each line of the familiar face,—
So cold and still!
And one must patient wait, until
Death's hand again, shall lift the bars,
And we shall meet beyond the stars!
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