Good company

 

Verse 1

When I sit by myself at the close of the day,
And watch the blue twilight turn amber and grey,
With fancies as twinkling and vague as the stars,
And distant as they from this life's petty jars -
I know not, I think not, where fortune may be,
But I feel I am in very good company.

Verse 2

When I sit with a friend, at the glow of a hearth,
And fight some great battle of wisdom or mirth,
And strike from our armour the sparkle of wit,
That follows the shafts of our thoughts when they hit -
I know not, I think not, where fortune may be,
But I feel I am in very good company.

Verse 3

When I sit with my darling, who loves me so well,
And read in her eyes what no language can tell,
Or trace, on her lips, free as cherubs' from guile,
The meaning and mysteries hid in a smile -
I know not, I think not, where fortune may be,
But I feel I am in very good company.