There Is No Death

Thero in no death ! The wtars go down, To ris. upin tome fairer shoxe, Andbnehi m Heavfcn'sieweKid crown They ahiue ever nlore. Thore is no death ! Th? dust vr tread sluill ohange, taneath the sum nier showen, To golden gnin or meüow fruit, On rainbow-tinted flowers, The griinite rbek diHorpnnizo, And feed the hungrV mosa ther bear; Tho foretit leavea dnnk rituly Ufe Fruui uut tho viewlett air. Theiv i DO deth ! The leaves mny fallt And flovtn iirny Ckde :itl past away - They 01. ly wiiit through wiutry htiurs Theoomingol Ifaj flay, Therv i-í no dMth Í An apfrel fonn WalkB o'or the earth witfi süent tread, And beanoui Net-lovci thingAaway, And then we phü Uusa " dU" He leave our henrt all desolate ; He plneln 'mr faüreat, sweetent llowera ; Trun] lám.r info Mis, Uu y now Adorn iuímortal tiuwerfi. The hird-likü voicc wliose joyous tono Made glad these scraes f sin uud strife Bings uow un evorhitttiiiii song Arounii ticu of liic. Wtoere'er he sees a suiile too bright Or hcart too pure ftw ifiint nr ice, He bsjars it t tlmt world of light, To dweil in paifMÜso, Bom into that midying üfo, i lier leave us bur to oome apnint Wit h joy wo wetoume thev the same, l r- ; the ui and puin. And ever noftr us, tbough unaoen, The deur, imuiortal spirits tread ; For nll the bouiullfsa univtrst' I8 life- THfcHK 18 NO PLAXH !