A Sunbeam Gently Lies

A Sunbeam Gently Lies

Across my path a sunbeam gently lies;

I know not whence it came - I think I know,

But, as I watch its glories come and go

It fades away! Whither then? Into the skies?
I seek to follow it, with blinking eyes,

Wh[?]e things immortal [?] and grow;

But e'en imagination is too slow

To chase a sunbeam as it heavenward flies!

The fairest and the dearest objects face,

Just as sunbeam comes and glides away;

But e'en while lingering in the loom and shade

Struggling through sorrow's night into the day.

We feel 'tis "better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved" - whate'er the cost

T. Thomas Fortune

4:20, p. 2

1891.02.07

From the Brooklyn Sunday Eagle