THE SEEKER Why do you weep when all the world should be Poised on the outspread wings of happiness? Ah! just a little moment loose your hold, While strips my soul for last and fiercest struggle That gives us victory. THE WIFE Nay cease, ah cease. Why must you venture to the wrath of God For a mere idle fancy? Is not love, My love, and youth and joy enough for you? Roses are beautiful to bind one's brow, Why must one grasp at stars? Ah, if my tears, Barren as dew that falls upon the sand, Cannot incline you to forgetfulness Of all save love, you are inexorable, You love me not. THE SEEKER I make an end of tears. THE WIFE Nay, rather tears enough to drown the world THE MOTHER Again, he lapses in his trance. THE WIFE Ah me, I can no more, we wait on God's event. THE SEEKER
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