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Poem by Gerald Massey
LOVE came to me in a rosy cloud, With a golden glory kist; And caught me up, and in heaven we rode, Till it melted in mournful mist. Gone! gone! is the light that shone, With the dream of my earlier day: And the wild winds moan, and alone, alone, I wander my weary way. The days come and go, and the seasons roll,Ч In their glory they pass me by; And the lords of life and the happy in soul Walk under a smiling sky. And the sweet springtide comes back to earth, o'er The soothed winter sea; But He will return no more, no more, Never come back to me. It were better that I lay sleeping With his baby upon my breast, When the weary have done with their weeping And the wretched are rockt to their rest. The world is a desolate, dreary one, And full of sad tears at best: God, take back thy wandering weary one, Like a wounded bird home to its nest.
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