THE WELLS O' WEARY.Downin the valley lone,Far in the wild wood,Bubble forth springs, each oneWeeping like childhood;Bright on their rushy banks,Like joys among sadness,Little flowers bloom in ranks—Glimpses of gladness.Sweet 'tis to wander forth,Like pilgrims at even;Lifting our souls from earthTo fix them on Heaven;Then in our transport deep,This world forsaking:Sleeping as Angels sleep,Mortals awaking!
Downin the valley lone,Far in the wild wood,Bubble forth springs, each oneWeeping like childhood;Bright on their rushy banks,Like joys among sadness,Little flowers bloom in ranks—Glimpses of gladness.Sweet 'tis to wander forth,Like pilgrims at even;Lifting our souls from earthTo fix them on Heaven;Then in our transport deep,This world forsaking:Sleeping as Angels sleep,Mortals awaking!
Downin the valley lone,Far in the wild wood,Bubble forth springs, each oneWeeping like childhood;Bright on their rushy banks,Like joys among sadness,Little flowers bloom in ranks—Glimpses of gladness.Sweet 'tis to wander forth,Like pilgrims at even;Lifting our souls from earthTo fix them on Heaven;Then in our transport deep,This world forsaking:Sleeping as Angels sleep,Mortals awaking!
Downin the valley lone,Far in the wild wood,Bubble forth springs, each oneWeeping like childhood;Bright on their rushy banks,Like joys among sadness,Little flowers bloom in ranks—Glimpses of gladness.
Downin the valley lone,
Far in the wild wood,
Bubble forth springs, each one
Weeping like childhood;
Bright on their rushy banks,
Like joys among sadness,
Little flowers bloom in ranks—
Glimpses of gladness.
Sweet 'tis to wander forth,Like pilgrims at even;Lifting our souls from earthTo fix them on Heaven;Then in our transport deep,This world forsaking:Sleeping as Angels sleep,Mortals awaking!
Sweet 'tis to wander forth,
Like pilgrims at even;
Lifting our souls from earth
To fix them on Heaven;
Then in our transport deep,
This world forsaking:
Sleeping as Angels sleep,
Mortals awaking!