Together

A. Mounsey

Babes that on a morn of May,

Laughing, in the sunshine play;

Babes to whom the longest day

Seems to fly!

Babes to whom all things are toys,

Life a sweet that never cloys,

Home a fount of simple joys,

Never dry.

Babes so bright, so blest, so fair,

With dimpled cheeks and golden hair;

Can they be — that happy pair! —

You and I?

Babes no longer, now they stray,

Girl and boy, beside the bay

On a sunshine holiday —

Fond, but shy.

Smiles are many, words are few,

Hearts are light, when life is new

And eyes are bluer than the blue

Of the sky.

Laughing schoolboy brave and free,

Little maiden fair to see

Gath'ring seaweed — can they be

You and I?

Boy and girl are man and wife;

Hand in hand they walk for life;

Peace and joy be theirs, and strife

Come not nigh!

Wand'rers by the eternal deep

Whose shores are time, so may they keep

Together, and together sleep

By-and-by!

Sleep in death when day is done,

Wake to life beyond the sun;

One on earth, in Heaven one —

You and I!