You promise heavens free from strife
Pure truth, and perfect change of will
But sweet, sweet is this human life
So sweet, I fain would breathe it still
Your chilly stars I can forgo
This warm kind world is all I know
You say there is no substance here
One great reality above
Back from that void I shrink in fear
And child-like hide myself in love
Show me what angels feel; till then
I cling, a mere weak man, to men
You bid me lift my mean desires
From faltering lips and fitful veins
To s**less souls, ideal quires
Unwearied voices, wordless strains
My mind with fonder welcome owns
One dear dead friend's remember'd tones
Forsooth the present we must give
To that which cannot pa** away
All beauteous things for which we live
By laws of time and space decay
But O, the very reason why
I clasp them, is because they die