Joys too exquisite to last, And yet more exquisite when past.
Eternity: a moment standing still for ever.
Beyond this vale of tears there is a life above. unmeasured by the flight of years; and all that life is love.
When evening closes Nature's eye, The glow-worm lights her little spark To captivate her favorite fly And tempt the rover through the dark.
Blue thou art, intensely blue; Flower, whence came thy dazzling hue?
Prayer moves the arm Which moves the world, And brings salvation down.