The Body to the Soul (Eva Gore-Booth)
You have dragged me on through the wild wood ways
You have given me toil and scanty rest
I have seen the light of ten thousand days
Grow dim and sink and fade in the West
You shall follow once more a wandering fire
You shall gaze again on the starlit sea
You shall gather roses out of the mire
Alas, but you shall not remember me
Behold, I reach forth from beyond the years
I will cry to you from beneath the sod
I will drag you back from the starry spheres
Yea, down from the very bosom of God
You shall follow once more a wandering fire
You shall gaze again on the starlit sea
You shall gather roses out of the mire
Alas, but you shall not remember me
You cannot hide from the sun and the wind
Or the whispered song of the April rain
The proud earth that moulds all things to her mind
Shall gather you out of the deeps again
You shall follow once more a wandering fire
You shall gaze again on the starlit sea
You shall gather roses out of the mire
Alas, but you shall not remember me
You shall follow once more a wandering fire
You shall gaze again on the starlit sea
You shall gather roses out of the mire
Alas, but you shall not remember me
Alas, but you shall not remember me
You have given me toil and scanty rest
I have seen the light of ten thousand days
Grow dim and sink and fade in the West
You shall follow once more a wandering fire
You shall gaze again on the starlit sea
You shall gather roses out of the mire
Alas, but you shall not remember me
Behold, I reach forth from beyond the years
I will cry to you from beneath the sod
I will drag you back from the starry spheres
Yea, down from the very bosom of God
You shall follow once more a wandering fire
You shall gaze again on the starlit sea
You shall gather roses out of the mire
Alas, but you shall not remember me
You cannot hide from the sun and the wind
Or the whispered song of the April rain
The proud earth that moulds all things to her mind
Shall gather you out of the deeps again
You shall follow once more a wandering fire
You shall gaze again on the starlit sea
You shall gather roses out of the mire
Alas, but you shall not remember me
You shall follow once more a wandering fire
You shall gaze again on the starlit sea
You shall gather roses out of the mire
Alas, but you shall not remember me
Alas, but you shall not remember me
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Writer(s): Sallay Matu Garnett, Eva Gore-booth
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