Poems (Follen)/On the Death of a beautiful Girl
ON THE DEATH OF A BEAUTIFUL GIRL.
The young, the lovely, pass away,
Ne'er to be seen again;
Earth's fairest flowers too soon decay;
Its blasted trees remain.
Ne'er to be seen again;
Earth's fairest flowers too soon decay;
Its blasted trees remain.
Full oft, we see the brightest thing
That lifts its head on high,
Smile in the light, then droop its wing,
And fade away, and die.
That lifts its head on high,
Smile in the light, then droop its wing,
And fade away, and die.
And kindly is the lesson given;
Then dry the falling tear:
They came to raise our hearts to Heaven;
They go to call us there.
Then dry the falling tear:
They came to raise our hearts to Heaven;
They go to call us there.