Show Glimpses Some hearts there are which know not full tuItion Of any hope but oftentimes along The dark there falls a beam 1 loving mission llinj Across the silence breaks a bar of song A golden day perhaps with one whose I coming To spend all days would hwlftly dry all tear A silver night when earths discordant strumming Is lost In music heard of spirit cars Glimpses shortlived but sureties oC brightness I To follow fast this life of transient breath Some natures could not bear all sweet and lightness So God withholds this Joy till after death Ethel Allerton In New York News |