How Wonderful Is Death! Death And His

The Awful Shadow Of Some Unseen Power Floats, Tho' Unseen, Amongst Us.

A Pard-like Spirit, Beautiful And Swift.

Away, Away, From Men And Towns, To The Wild Wood And The Downs, - To The Silent Wilderness, Where The Soul Need Not Repress Its Music.

All Love Is Sweet Given Or Returned. Common As Light Is Love, And Its Familiar Voice Wearies Not Ever.

When The Lamp Is Shattered The Light In The Dust Lies Dead - When The Cloud Is Scattered The Rainbow's Glory Is Shed.