Poor indeed must thou be, if around theeThou no ray of light and joy canst throw—
Why thus longing? reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919). |
Why thus longing, thus forever sighingFor the far-off, unattained, and dim,While the beautiful all round thee lyingOffers up its low, perpetual hymn?
Harriet Winslow Sewall