Weep not for me :—1
Be blithe as wont, nor tinge with gloom2
The stream of love that circles home,3
Light hearts and free !—4
Joy in the gifts Heaven’s bounty lends ;5
Nor miss my face, dear friends !6
I still am near,7
Watching the smiles I prized on earth,8
Your converse mild, your blameless mirth ;9
Now too I hear10
Of whispered sounds the tale complete,11
Low prayers and musings sweet.12
A sea before :13
The Throne is spread—its pure still glass14
Pictures all earth-scenes as they pass.15
We, on its shore,16
Share, in the bosom of our rest,17
God’s knowledge, and are blest.”18