A little time for laughter
Philip Bourke Marston
1850 to 1887
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A little while for scheming
A time to seek, and find thee near,
Great grief that desolates the soul,
Then no more need of praying;
A little time for laughter,
A little while 'twas given
But long, long years to weep in,
A little time for golden dreams,
And eternity to sleep in.
A short sharp time wherein to pray,
Love's unperfected schemes;
Then no more any dreaming.
A little time to kiss and cling,
Things sweet to say and hear;
Now, like a ghost, alone I move
Then no more any seeking.
And no more kissing after.
Words the heart breaks to say;
A little time for speaking
A little time to sing,
To me to have thy love;
About a ruined heaven.
A little time for saying
And comprehend the whole