Classic Poem

The Cobweb in the Sky

There is a cobweb in the sky,
Woven of spirit tether;
Earth and stars are link'd thereby,
And all things bound together:
Past thoughts run through it, by-gone years
Have work'd it full of joys and tears.

No thought, once born, can ever die;
Each soul's particular story
Runs through this web of mystery,
In endless gloom or glory;
And earth, and air, and starry places
Are netted o'er with human traces.

And thus it is that night and day,
The sunshine and the showers,
And things that meet us on our way,
Give something that is ours;
The winter's blast, the summer's breeze,
Repeat our own heart's symphonies.English