I do not fear to lay my body down In death, to share The life of the dark earth and lose my own, If God is there. I have so loved all sense of Him, sweet might Of color and sound, -- His tangible loveliness and living light That robes me 'round. If to His heart in the hushed grave and dim We sink more near, It shall be well -- living we rest in Him. Only I fear Lest from my God in lonely death I lapse, And the dumb clod Lose him; for God is life, and death perhaps Exile from God. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON AN INTAGLIO HEAD OF MINERVA (1) by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH HERO AND LEANDER by CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE AT THE CEDARS by DUNCAN CAMPBELL SCOTT MARGARET'S SONG by LASCELLES ABERCROMBIE CORRESPONDENCES by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 46. FAREWELL TO JULIET (8) by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT LOUISBERG SQUARE by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE EPIGRAM ON ONE BORN BLIND, AND SO DEAD by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |