What Matter?

What matter tho1 the di'eary niiïht itii darku se snould obscure iny v. m : pe. my JoV" ■■' tires lit;lit My lite wil h ■ .'.l; day. What matter tho' I ■ long, Wbiit tho' its patli be fraught u ith strife ? Thy loving cheer ivilJ make me strong To do tiu: irkriome toils of liJe. What matter tho' with wearied braln I watcb the ;i the west '.' Thy gentle touch dispels the pain Aud soothes my achiiig brow io rest. And so life's golden span appears More golden as thu itays pass by; Forsweet, my love, the gliding ara But add neiv luster to thiue ej e. And whezi our setting; buu's last rays All ïurld make the auturnn ski es, O, then wili heaven'a love-flames blaze l-'urth iroiii the love-flresof thineeyes.