Mors et Vita
We know not yet what life shall be,
— What shore beyond earth's shore be set;
What grief awaits us, or what glee,
We know not yet.
Still, somewhere in sweet converse met,
— Old friends, we say, beyond death's sea
Shall meet and greet us, nor forget
Those days of yore, those years when we
— Were loved and true, — but will death let
Our eyes the longed-for vision see?
We know not yet.
— What shore beyond earth's shore be set;
What grief awaits us, or what glee,
We know not yet.
Still, somewhere in sweet converse met,
— Old friends, we say, beyond death's sea
Shall meet and greet us, nor forget
Those days of yore, those years when we
— Were loved and true, — but will death let
Our eyes the longed-for vision see?
We know not yet.
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