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THE YEARS

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Jan 2, 1893

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 19, No. 9.

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THE YEARS.

By Marianne Farningham

BY MARIANNE FARNINGHAM.
"But the years will not stay." WITH a buoyancy tempered by grace And a pace That is joyous and free, Nor is heavy with tears, Go the years, When the best of the life is to be. But they go with a rush too intent to be kind, With the winter before and the summer behind.
The years do not hasten in youth; Of a truth, They appear to delay, And creep gently along To a song. But, ah! how they speed on their way When they all have departed excepting the last, And the shadows of death cover those that are past!
Are you rich in the years of bright gold Yet untold? Do they leisurely go, Like a dream that is fair, Or a prayer? Oh, be wise; use them well! You shall know How the years, growing shorter, with good can increase, And a life at the end be transfigured with peace.
Does the thought that so few years remain Give you pain? Oh, be glad that your quest Brings you into the light From the night, And the worker at last has his rest! In the home land above are no sorrows, no fears, And the life they live there is not measured by years. —Sel.