Some day, dearest, where skies are bright, We'll dwell in the beauty of love and light; And sorrow will seem Like a far-off dream, And life shall be morning, that knows no night! Some day, dearest--that perfect day For which we knelt in the dark to pray We'll reap the rest That God deems best-- In the beautiful vales of the far-away!" End of Project Gutenberg's The Gentleman from Everywhere, by James Henry Foss