Show 40 WHY AND WHITHER Ali Alis i s v v v v v v LI 01 I. I Out of the darkness into darkness into the light With blinded imperfect percept perceptions ons are aie borne These bundles of clay And all in a day dayA day day- A dawn a noon and a lingering ling night We come and we go in an end endless ess flight And nd what does it matter if you or if I Should weep or should wail or coffined should lie Like atoms untaught ti In a whirlpool caught F Fettered and hampered weakened and worn Into this world our souls ar are are born II At dawn we weare are dreaming beyond our beyond our ken And life is a vision of wonderful things And oh for the day 1 When When tr trivial v al play Shall pass to the pleasures of women an and men men men- For For life life- will be thrilling with happiness then And An what does oes it matter with matter with you and with me me- me If others still older sh should uld say say Y what at they see see No troubles or or sighs sighs sighs- 1 j Since we shall be wise wise wise- Is the pictured delusion to which Fancy clings We see the bright phantom but never its wings III H f r I R At noon we are wiser wiser though though nothing g we we 1 know know know- The visions visions of childhood are shriveled and gone And never a day dayI I But far far tar away We V search for the beauties beyond the BeU Below Be- Be to U- U low We e yearn yearn to abide in the sunsets sunset's glow And what does it matter if those gone before before before be be- fore Should sing of the blessings that now are areno areno areno no more Our eyes will arise To the changeable skies sIdes And seek for the treasures we tread not on So we sigh for the twilight twilight twilight-or or we sigh sigh Jor for the dawn IV The twilight hath come the sun low hath set And lingering darkness enfolds us around But what do we say Of the fleeting To-day To Sti Still II are we probing a fanciful net Still are we circling the spectre Regret Of what does it matter when either is dead If It neither unraveled the mystical thread thread thread- The en emblem of life Our struggles and strife Have beckoned us on to the dull muffled sound Where the earth-clods earth are thrusting us us- us underground V. V But But up from from I the eart earth clods clods the body doth spring Returning again a transient boon 0 Then searching each day In the far far tar away vay The soul may be seeking what dying shall shaH bring And death but the casting of fetters that cling So what does it if matter if it you or if I coffined Should weep or should wail or should lie Like Lile atoms untaught In a whirlpool caught to tobe tobe tobe The WHY and the WHITHER no doubt be soon soon soon- Tush a dog that doth bay at the moon CHESTER W. W AMES |