Poems (Bass)/Our Dear Ones
OUR DEAR ONES.
How tender we are of our dear ones, we never can smile at their pain;We never can laugh when they sorrow, we never can love them in vain.How careful we are of our dear ones, what sympathy wakes at a glance;What happiness waits on their presence to ev'ry new blessing enhance.
How patient we are with our dear ones, though hearts may with anguish be wrung;We ever are one with their sadness, no matter how timid or young.How gentle we are with our dear ones when swiftly the tide rushes by;How ready to share in each trouble, how ready to echo each sigh.
How loving we are with our dear ones, ambitious to lighten the cross:More anxious to carry the burden, the greater the pain and the loss. How pleasant we are with our dear ones, how gladly with them we rejoice: How eager to follow their footsteps, from duty, and pleasure, and choice.