Even as a miser counts his gold, Those hours the ancient timepiece told,"Forever never! Never-forever!" From that chamber, clothed in white, The bride came forth on her wedding night; There, in that silent room below, The dead lay in his shroud of snow; And in the hush that followed the prayer, Was heard the old clock on the stair, "Forever- never! All are scattered now and fled, Never here, forever there, Where all parting, pain, and care, Sayeth this incessantly, "Forever - never! Never forever!" THE ARROW AND THE SONG I SHOT an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where ; I breathed a song into the air, Long, long afterward, in an oak |