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.
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.
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.