Poems (Elgee, 1907)/'Tis not upon earth

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'TIS NOT UPON EARTH.
WHY comest thou here, so pale and clear,Thou lone and shadowy child!"I come from a clime of eternal sun,Tho' my mother's home is a dreary one;But Love hath stolen my heart away,And to seek it through the world I stray." ​Oh, turn thee back to thy native land— Turn, ere thy heart is blighted;For, alas! upon this desert strand True love has never alighted.
"My native land is beyond the skies,Where the perfumed bowers of Eden rise.But my mother's home is the spectral tomb;Yet I'll back and rest in its shadowy gloom,For the grave is still and Heaven is fair,And the myrtle of love fadeth never there!"

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