They are all gone into the world of light, and I alone sit lingering here.

To God, thy country, and thy friend be true.

Death, and darkness get you packing, Nothing now to man is lacking, All your triumphs now are ended, And what Adam marred, is mended.

They are all gone into the world of light, and I alone sit lingering here.

I saw Eternity the other night Like a great ring of pure and endless light, All calm as it was bright.

Dear Night! this world's defeat; The stop to busy fools; care's check and curb; The day of spirits; my soul's calm retreat Which none disturb! Christ's progress, and His prayer-time; The hours to which high Heaven cloth chime.

Some syllables are swords.