Every night and every morn Some to misery are born Every morn and every night Some are born to sweet delight Some are born to sweet delight Some are born to endless night
God appears and God is light To those poor souls who dwell in night But does a human form display To those who dwell in realms of day What appears as God at night Is but a man within the light
To see a world in a grain of sand And heaven in a wild flower Hold infinity in the palm of your hand And eternity in an hour A robin readbreast in a cage Puts all of heaven in a rage
It is right it should be so Life was made for joy and woe
