IF we could leave this world behind -

Its gains and loss, its praise and blame. Nor seeking place, nor fearing shame, Some fair land quite forgotten find, We might be happy, you and I, And let this foolish world go by.

No paradise of love and bliss,

No dreams of youth in Eden bowers, But some dear home of quiet hours,

Where all of life we would not miss, But find some day sweet ere we die, And let this cruel world go by.

It will not be - we are too weak

To snatch from Time and Life one day; But, when they both have passed away, O Love! we will each other seek Where none can part us, none deny This world and all its woes gone by.

"the night sets in on a world of snow."