Poems (Charlotte Allen)/On Life
ON LIFE.
When life's gay scenes have ceased to shed,
Their influence o'er the mind,
And Hope's bright meteors all have fled,
Leaving a wreck behind:
Their influence o'er the mind,
And Hope's bright meteors all have fled,
Leaving a wreck behind:
When pleasure 's ceased to shed its rays,
Our pathway to illume,
And joy no longer gilds our days,
E'en in life's early bloom;
Our pathway to illume,
And joy no longer gilds our days,
E'en in life's early bloom;
When all that once hath charmed the heart,
And gratified the eye,
And all we 've loved, we 've seen depart,
What recks it when we die?
And gratified the eye,
And all we 've loved, we 've seen depart,
What recks it when we die?
Though all our joys of life may fade,
And leave the heart in sadness,
Kind Heaven hath for mortals made
A rest where all is gladness.
And leave the heart in sadness,
Kind Heaven hath for mortals made
A rest where all is gladness.
That rest is far beyond the tomb,
Within high Heaven's dome,
Where bright, celestial rays illume
Our Maker's sacred throne.
Within high Heaven's dome,
Where bright, celestial rays illume
Our Maker's sacred throne.