On A Huge Hill, Cragged, And Steep,

Nature Hath No Goal Though She Hath Law.

Twice Or Thrice Had I Loved Thee Before I Knew Thy Face Or Name, So In A Voice, So In A Shapeless Flame, Angels Affect Us Oft, And Worshiped Be.

My World's Both Parts, And 'o! Both Parts Must Die.

Love Is Strong As Death; But Nothing Else Is As Strong As Either; And Both, Love And Death, Met In Christ. How Strong And Powerful Upon You, Then, Should That Instruction Be, That Comes To You From Both These, The Love And Death Of Jesus Christ!

Die Not, Poore Death, Nor Yet Canst Thou Kill Me.