And the billows of clouds That roll around you shall sleep In the light of wondrous days Where hell and heaven shell leave You free to the universe of destiny
This world’s the nurse of all Of all we know and the coming Of death’s a fearful blow When all we know or feel Shall pass like a so unreal mystery
Who painted all those shadows Those shadows that are beneath the winding caves The wide winding caves of peopled tombs Or united the hopes of what shall be With all the fear and the love for that which we see