The Songs that Quinte Sang/Some Day
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Some Day.
Some day when I have conned the page of pain
So closely that no lesson will remain
For me to learn, and when my lips have quaffed
Unto the dregs, pale sorrow’s bitter druaght,
Then will this troubled heart, so sorely tried,
From earthly eare and tormoil find release
And death will grant me all that life denied,
Best and oblivion and unbroken peace.
Oh! longed-for hour, when I shall calmly rest
With idle hands crossed over pulseless breast
All peacefully within my narrow bed,
Unheeding those who weep above my head,
But, Ah! They would not weep if they could know
How gladly I shall welcome death, and so
Whene’er my sobbing heart makes moan, I say
Hush, hush my heart, the time will come some day.