"WHEN SHALL WE THREE MEET AGAIN?" 'HEN shall we three meet again? WH When shall we three meet again? Though in distant lands we sigh, When the dreams of life are fled, ANONYMOUS THE LONG AGO. N that deep-retiring shore Frequent pearls of beauty lie,. Lose the bitter taste of woe; In the griefs of Long-ago. Tombs where lonely love repines, Through the golden mist of years: Oh, listen, heart! The flower may lose its Oh! we would not, if we could, glory. Beneath the touch of frost, but does not die. In spring it will repeat the old, sweet story Of God's dear by-and by. In heaven, if never here, the hopes we cher ish, The flowers of human lives we count as lost, Will live again. Such beauty cannot perish, And heaven has no frost. ANONYMOUS. Wake the sleep of Long-ago! Though the doom of swift decay Shocks the soul where life is strong, LORD HOUGHTON, "Under a palmtree." That was nothing to her: No meaning there: she closed the book and slept: When lo! her Enoch sitting on a height, "Started from bed and struck herself a light, Then desperately seized the holy Book." Under a palm-tree, over him the Sun: "He is gone," she thought, "he is happy, he is singing Hosanna in the highest: yonder shines The Sun of Righteousness, and these be palms Whereof the happy people strowing cried "Hosanna in the highest!" Here she woke, Resolved, sent for him and said wildly to him, "There is no reason why we should not wed." "Then for God's sake," he answer'd, "both our sakes, So you will wed me, let it be at once." |