In Memoriam A.H.H.
wage not any feud with Death
For changes wrought on form and face;
No lower life that earth’s embrace
breed with him, can fright my faith.
process moving on,
From state to state the spirit walks;
And these are but the shatter’d stalks,
ruin’d chrysalis of one.
blame I Death, because he bare
The use of virtue out of earth:
I know transplanted human worth
bloom to profit, otherwhere.
this alone on Death I wreak
The wrath that garners in my heart;
He put our lives so far apart
cannot hear each other speak.
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