LOVE’S SONG.

What sounds the deepest notes of life? Is it bright sunshine, aye? Some wish that we have had fulfilled, Or pleasure in our way. Are we the happiest when some note Of praise rings through the air? Or when proud Fame entices us, Then leaves us to despair. When people list with bated breath To hear the words we speak, And words of admiration give, And joyously us seek? Ah no! The deepest note is struck When we with others weep; When we have sympathy for those Who are in trouble deep. It is afflictions we must bear, Mistake that we have made, That strikes the deepest chords of life, And ne’er from mem’ry fade. The loss of those who were a part Of every joy, and grief. The shadowy thoughts within our souls That is of life the chief. To feel, to know, there is a world Where we shall meet again The loved ones who have gone beyond; But not beyond our ken— Now all the past forgotten is, And notes of joy will ring Throughout the blest eternity, For we Love’s song now sing.