Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume IV. The Higher Life. 1904. | | | | VII. Death: Immortality: Heaven | | “Sit down, sad soul” | | Bryan Waller Procter (Barry Cornwall) (1787–1874) |
| | | SIT down, sad soul, and count | |
| The moments flying; | |
| Come, tell the sweet amount | |
| That ’s lost by sighing! | |
| How many smiles?—a score? | 5 |
| Then laugh, and count no more; | |
| For day is dying! | |
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| Lie down, sad soul, and sleep, | |
| And no more measure | |
| The flight of time, nor weep | 10 |
| The loss of leisure; | |
| But here, by this lone stream, | |
| Lie down with us, and dream | |
| Of starry treasure! | |
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| We dream: do thou the same; | 15 |
| We love,—forever; | |
| We laugh, yet few we shame,— | |
| The gentle never. | |
| Stay, then, till sorrow dies; | |
| Then—hope and happy skies | 20 |
| Are thine forever! | | | | |
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