The better land
Language: English 
"I hear thee speak of the better land,
Thou callest its children a happy band; 
Mother!  o, where is that radiant shore? 
Shall we not seek it, and weep no more? 
Is it where the flower of the orange blows,
And the fire-flies glance through the myrtle boughs?"  
--  "Not there, not there, my child!"

"Is it where the feathery palm-trees rise,
And the date grows ripe under sunny skies?
Or 'midst the green islands of glittering seas,
Where fragrant forests perfume the breeze
And strange, bright birds, on their starry wings,
Bear the rich hues of all glorious things?" 
--  "Not there, not there, my child!"

"Is it far away, in some region old,
Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold?
Where the burning rays of the ruby shine,
And the diamond lights up the secret mine,
And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand?
Is it there, sweet mother, that better land?" 
--  "Not there, not there, my child! 

"Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy! 
Ear hath not heard its deep songs of joy;
Dreams cannot picture a world so fair  -- 
Sorrow and death may not enter there;
Time doth not breathe on its fadeless bloom,
For beyond the clouds, and beyond the tomb, 
--  It is there, it is there, my child!"

Confirmed with Felicia Dorothea (Browne) Hemans, Songs of the Affections, Edinburgh and London: William Blackwood and Sons, 1830, pages 225 - 226.


Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

    [ None yet in the database ]

Settings in other languages, adaptations, or excerpts:

Researcher for this text: Melanie Trumbull

This text was added to the website: 2018-12-23
Line count: 28
Word count: 215