THOSE I LOVE
Reading edition
I could be glad and gay to-night If those I love were gay. But they have shadows o’er their sight I cannot sweep away. My body laughs and leaps and sings. I could go proud and sweet. But those I love have broken wings. Dance not! Dance not, my feet! I could have faith in God enough To keep me joyfully. But those I love must take the rough Dark way of doubt. Ah me,— Would God that they by trusting too Gave me my right to Faith! But how dare I drink heaven-dew While those I love drink death?