Jephthah and Other Mysteries

LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 175 Postscript. The Twilight of Eternal Hopc. And yet—perhaps to-morrow Response and joy and tears ; A respite unto sorrow, A putting-by of fears. A hope and a beginning Of sweet long days of sinning, While graying hairs and thinning Mark the unnoticed years. A time for song and laughter, And tender tears that fall ; A time to think of after, One long sweet festival ; A time for love and gladness, For life and hope and madness, And scarce a tinge of sadness To sanctify it all. Then we may yet, together, Indwell the land of bliss ; In blue unclouded weather By some new Salmacis. A land where Love engages Life sweeter than the sage’s, Where cling we through the ages In one immortal kiss.