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Article WOULD WE HAPPIER BE? ← Page 2 of 2
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Would We Happier Be?
II . Were the songs we hear when sleeping But restored to us awake , And the golden visions break On our eyes bedimmed with weeping
, Would we any happier be ? While the lips that pressed our own , In the hours for ever flown , Were Love ' s richer harvest reaping ? in .
If the heart-throb , and the thronging Thoughts through many a waking night , Till the coming of the mom-light , Bear witness to our wronging Of some tenderer heart and true ; 0 ! seek that heart to heart to win—it Were ever worse than sin—it Were Death to quench its longing .
rv . 0 , the voices unforgotten ! 0 , the sweet tones of the Past , And the memories fond that last , For Eternity begotten ! We can never , never lose them ; But for ever , ever use them—Those voices unforgotten !
v . So , the friends that now surround us Are the best we have and know , Who their cordial kindness show , . May no evil e ' er confound us ; .
And the hearts we claim prove ever Such as change shall never sever From the true one ' s circle ' round us ! VI . While the question still we ' re asking ,
Simple though it seem and plain , 'Twill the asking bear again , All your wits and wisdom tasking Of what the Future may portend ? Nay ! our times are in His hand ! And He guides us o ' er the strand
Of the Present , Past , and Time to come . At the last may God forfend But we reach that Heavenly Home ! May He us from evils all defend !
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Would We Happier Be?
II . Were the songs we hear when sleeping But restored to us awake , And the golden visions break On our eyes bedimmed with weeping
, Would we any happier be ? While the lips that pressed our own , In the hours for ever flown , Were Love ' s richer harvest reaping ? in .
If the heart-throb , and the thronging Thoughts through many a waking night , Till the coming of the mom-light , Bear witness to our wronging Of some tenderer heart and true ; 0 ! seek that heart to heart to win—it Were ever worse than sin—it Were Death to quench its longing .
rv . 0 , the voices unforgotten ! 0 , the sweet tones of the Past , And the memories fond that last , For Eternity begotten ! We can never , never lose them ; But for ever , ever use them—Those voices unforgotten !
v . So , the friends that now surround us Are the best we have and know , Who their cordial kindness show , . May no evil e ' er confound us ; .
And the hearts we claim prove ever Such as change shall never sever From the true one ' s circle ' round us ! VI . While the question still we ' re asking ,
Simple though it seem and plain , 'Twill the asking bear again , All your wits and wisdom tasking Of what the Future may portend ? Nay ! our times are in His hand ! And He guides us o ' er the strand
Of the Present , Past , and Time to come . At the last may God forfend But we reach that Heavenly Home ! May He us from evils all defend !