The tomb, the earth, which fades like dew—
The faithful, and the true.
Love lives in sleep,
‘Tis happiness of healthy dreams,
Eve’s dews may weep,
But love delightful seems.
‘Tis seen in flowers,
And in the even’s pearly dew
On earth’s green hours,
And in the heaven’s eternal blue.
‘Tis heard in spring
When light and sunbeams, warm and kind,
On angel’s wing
Brings love and music to the wind.
And where’s the voice
So young, so beautiful, and sweet
As nature’s choice,
Where spring and lovers meet?
The tomb, the earth, the flowers, and dew.
The faithful, young, and true.
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