A FEW SHORT YEARS—AND THEN.—
“A fewshort years—and thenOur young hearts may be reftOf every hope, and find no gleamOf childhood’s sunshine left!“A few short years—and then,Impatient of its bliss,The weary soul shall seek on highA better home than this!“A few short years—and thenThe dream of life will beLike shadows of a morning cloud,In its reality!“A few short years—and thenThe idols loved the bestWill pass in all their pride away,As sinks the sun to rest!”
“A fewshort years—and thenOur young hearts may be reftOf every hope, and find no gleamOf childhood’s sunshine left!“A few short years—and then,Impatient of its bliss,The weary soul shall seek on highA better home than this!“A few short years—and thenThe dream of life will beLike shadows of a morning cloud,In its reality!“A few short years—and thenThe idols loved the bestWill pass in all their pride away,As sinks the sun to rest!”
“A fewshort years—and thenOur young hearts may be reftOf every hope, and find no gleamOf childhood’s sunshine left!
“A fewshort years—and then
Our young hearts may be reft
Of every hope, and find no gleam
Of childhood’s sunshine left!
“A few short years—and then,Impatient of its bliss,The weary soul shall seek on highA better home than this!
“A few short years—and then,
Impatient of its bliss,
The weary soul shall seek on high
A better home than this!
“A few short years—and thenThe dream of life will beLike shadows of a morning cloud,In its reality!
“A few short years—and then
The dream of life will be
Like shadows of a morning cloud,
In its reality!
“A few short years—and thenThe idols loved the bestWill pass in all their pride away,As sinks the sun to rest!”
“A few short years—and then
The idols loved the best
Will pass in all their pride away,
As sinks the sun to rest!”