i^y liaroli) cSorbon liatukins, lPestfiel^, lllass. 



O my friend if thou art weary 

 With thy Hf e's unceasing strife 

 If thy soul doth burn with anguish 

 And passion in thy heart is rife 

 If the burden of thy sorrows 

 Seemeth more than thou canst bear 

 And the thought of dead ambitions 

 Deepens into dark despair .... 

 Come with me into the forest 

 And list to nature's deathless psalm 

 That ringing o'er the eternal hilltops 

 Will instill thy heart with calm .... 

 There the spirit of thy sadness 

 Will be soothed and set at rest 

 There the anguish of thy sorrows 

 With sweet peace will soon be blest 

 So come my friend and let us wander 

 O'er the w^ide spaces of the hills 

 Let us wander forth and harken 

 To the songs of birds and rills 

 Let us piece the broken fragments 

 Of our hearts with Nature's calm 

 And with all our burdens lightened 

 We too may join that deathless psalm 



