Dinah Maria Mulock Craik - Saint Elizabeth of Bohemia II lyrics

A year ago I bade my little son Bear upon pilgrimage a heavy load Of alms; he cried, half-fainting on the road, "Mother, O mother, would the day were done!" Him I reproved with tears, and said, "Go on! Nor pause nor murmur till thy task be o'er."-- Would not God say to me the same, and more? I will not sing that song. Thou, dearest one, Husband--no, brother!--stretch thy steadfast hand And let mine grasp it. Now, I also stand, My woman weakness nerved to strength like thine; We'll quaff life's aloe-cup as if 't were wine Each to the other; journeying on apart, Till at heaven's golden doors we two leap heart to heart.