Every Leaf Speaks Bliss To Me, Fluttering

I Ran To The Children's Room: Their Door Was Ajar, I Saw They Had Never Laid Down, Though It Was Past Midnight; But They Were Calmer, And Did Not Need Me To Console Them. The Little Souls Were Comforting Each Other With Better Thoughts Than I Could Have Hit On: No Parson In The World Ever Pictured Heaven So Beautifully As They Did, In Their Innocent Talk; And, While I Sobbed, And Listened. I Could Not Help Wishing We Were All There Safe Together.

Sweet Love Of Youth, Forgive, If I Forget Thee, While The World's Tide Is Bearing Me Along; Sterner Desires And Darker Hopes Beset Me, Hopes Which Obscure, But Cannot Do Thee Wrong.

Riches I Hold In Light Esteem, And Love I Laugh To Scorn, And Lust Of Fame Was But A Dream That Vanished With The Morn. And If I Pray, The Only Prayer That Moves My Lips For Me Is, 'leave The Heart That Now I Bear, And Give Me Liberty!' Yes, As My Swift Days Near Their Goal, 'tis All That I Implore - In Life And Death, A Chainless Soul, With Courage To Endure.

It’s No Company At All, When People Know Nothing And Say Nothing,’ She Muttered.

Any Relic Of The Dead Is Precious, If They Were Valued Living.