Till age had wasted youth,
That heart betrayed by such as thou,
Could trust in human truth.

But go! and though thy wiles no more
Will move my heart to strife,
Canst glad thy vain soul with the thought
That thou hast wrecked a life.




LIGHT BEYOND.

Is your heart bowed down with sorrow;
Does your lot the hardest seem;
Think you of a brighter morrow,
Of a fairer future dream.

Have your prospects all been blighted;
Has each promise proved a snare;
Deepest wrongs are sometime righted,
Never yield you to despair.

Has the slanderer's tongue unsparing
Ruthless tarnished with its stain;
Was your good name worth the wearing--
Go and win it back again.

Would you rest where sunshine lingers;