Wilt thou not ope thy heart to know What rainbows teach, and sunsets show? Verdict which accumulates From lengthening scroll of human fates, Voice of earth to earth returned, Prayers of saints that inly burned,— Saying, What is excellent; As God lives, is permanent Hearts are dust, Hearts’ loves remain; Heart's love will meet thee again. . . . . House and tenant go to ground, Lost in God, in Godhead found.
