That were ere I drew breath： why should I then
Distrust the darkness that may fall again
When life is done？ Perchance in other spheres——
Dead planets——I once tasted mortal tears，
And walked as now among a throng of men，
Pondering things that lay beyond my ken，
Questioning death， and solacing my fears.
Ofttimes indeed strange sense have I of this，
Vague memories that hold me with a spell，
Touches of unseen lips upon my brow，
Breathing some incommunicable bliss！
In years foregone， O Soul， was all not well？
Still lovelier life awaits thee. Fear not thou！