Poems (Edwards)/The Itinerant's Wife
THE ITINERANT'S WIFE TO HER HUSBAND.
I will cling to thee, I will cling to thee,
As the ivy clings to the forest tree;
I have left my beautiful home afar,
I have left the voices of kindness there;
I have left the eyes that 'round me shone,
And the hearts that loved me, for thine alone.
As the ivy clings to the forest tree;
I have left my beautiful home afar,
I have left the voices of kindness there;
I have left the eyes that 'round me shone,
And the hearts that loved me, for thine alone.
I will cling to thee when thy way is bright,
When thy path is teeming with love and light;
When shadows are gathering around thy brow,
When thy heart is sad that is joyful now,
'When the waves roll high on affliction's sea,
And thy bark is tossed, I will cling to thee.
When thy path is teeming with love and light;
When shadows are gathering around thy brow,
When thy heart is sad that is joyful now,
'When the waves roll high on affliction's sea,
And thy bark is tossed, I will cling to thee.
I will cling to thee, I will cling to thee
Through the desert wide, through the foaming sea,
In the lowland swamp, on the mountain side,
Where'er thou goest, my feet shall glide;
Thy home, my home, till death shall be,
And, in thy death, I would die with thee.
Through the desert wide, through the foaming sea,
In the lowland swamp, on the mountain side,
Where'er thou goest, my feet shall glide;
Thy home, my home, till death shall be,
And, in thy death, I would die with thee.