ALPHETA'S LITERARY AGORA

There Shalll be More Joy
by Ford Madox Hueffer

The little angels of Heaven
Each wear a long white dress,
And in the tall arcadings
Play ball and play at chess;
With never a soil on their garments,
Not a sigh the whole day long
Not a bitter note in their pleasure,
Not a bitter note in their song.
But they shall know keener pleasure,
And they shall know joy more rare --
Keener, keener pleasure
When you, my dear, come there...
The little angels of Heaven
Each wear a long white gown,
And they lean over the ramparts
Waiting and looking down.