Young Folks
THE HOUSE OF NEVER. The house of Never is built they say, Just over the hills of the By-and-By, Its gates are reached by a devious way, Hidden from all but an angel’s eye. It winds about, and in and out. The hills and vales to sever. , Once over the hills of the By-and-By And you’re lest in the house of Never. The house of Never is filled with waits, With just-in-a-minutes and pretty-soons ; The noise of their wings as they beat thegatss Come back to earth in the afternoons, When shadows fly across the sky, And rushes rude endeavour To question the hills of the By-and-By As they ask for the house of Never. The house of Never was built with tears ; And lost in the hills of the By-and By Are a million hopes and a million fears: A baby’s smiles and a woman’s cry. The winding way seems bright to-day, Then darkness falls for ever, Far over the hills of the By-and-By Sorrow waits in the house of Never.
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Southern Cross, Volume 1, Issue 51, 17 March 1894, Page 7
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174Young Folks Southern Cross, Volume 1, Issue 51, 17 March 1894, Page 7
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