Ave Atque Vale

Where wast thou, little song,
That hast delayed so long
To come to me?
"Mute in the mind of God:
Till where thy feet had trod,
I followed thee."


Farewell! I go my way;
And if in long delay
Thou must remain,
Forget not, 'tis the track
We trod, that leads us back
To God again.