Tell Me Q.-- TELL me, Mother Nature, tell,-- What of heaven and what of hell? Who doth ill and who doth well? Tell me, Mother Nature. A.-- Well is done where firmlier life Cometh forth from any strife; Where life-happiness is rife:-- Love to live, my creature. Q.-- What of love? With what intent Is my life with loving blent,-- Sacrifice and sacrament? Tell me, Mother Nature. A.-- Loveless life is null and vain; Love alone is worthy gain, Love alone is worthy pain;-- Live to love, my creature. |
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