I would not live alway—live alway below!
Oh no, I ’ll not linger when bidden to go:
The days of our pilgrimage granted us here
Are enough for life’s woes, full enough for its cheer:
Would I shrink from the path which the prophets of God,
Apostles, and...

Since o’er thy footstool here below
    Such radiant gems are strown,
Oh, what magnificence must glow,
    My God, about thy throne!
So brilliant here these drops of light,
There the full ocean rolls, how bright!

If night’s blue curtain of the...

I Would not live alway—live alway below!
Oh no, I ’ll not linger when bidden to go:
The days of our pilgrimage granted us here
Are enough for life’s woes, full enough for its cheer:
Would I shrink from the path which the prophets of God,
Apostles, and...