*

14

THE CLOUDLESS.

No shadows yonder! All light and song; Each day I wonder, And say, How long Shall time me sunder

From that dear throng?

No weeping yonder! All fled away; While here I wander Each weary day; And sigh as I ponder My long, long stay. No partings yonder! Time and space never Again shall sunder; Hearts cannot sever; Dearer and fonder Hands clasp for ever.* None wanting yonder, Bought by the Lamb! All gathered under

The ever- green palm; Loud as night's thunder Ascends the glad psalm.

ἀδακρυν νέμονται ἀιῶνα … Pindar. Olym.