Were we but made to war and play And in the painful hours weep, To drift our lonely nights away Upon the weary wings of sleep?
Or is there more we cannot see But feel behind earth's heavy veil The promise of a world to be Beyond this body's brief-lived jail.
See the blossoms in their eyes, These sun-bright children lately come From the shores of Paradise, The deathless soul's eternal home,
To walk with us on earth awhile To help us find ourselves through love. Bask in the sunlight of their smile And feel the bliss within us move
And peace advancing as a bride On feet of sunbeams lightly pacing, A joy that can no longer hide A heaven-sweetness all-embracing.
Poems Undated (1727)
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