583. L. M. Steele.
Project Gutenberg EPUB3 edition
Adams, John G. (John Greenleaf) and Chapin, E. H. (Edwin Hubbell)
The Same.
1So fades the lovely, blooming flower,
Frail, smiling solace of an hour;
So soon our transient comforts fly,
And pleasure only blooms to die.
2Is there no kind, no healing art,
To soothe the anguish of the heart?
Spirit of grace, be ever nigh:
Thy comforts are not made to die.
3Let gentle patience smile on pain,
Till dying hope revives again;
Hope wipes the tear from sorrow's eye,
And faith points upward to the sky.