[BNP/E3, 78B – 15]

Winter Day?

But one who in communion ever lived

With us, and with us did seem to move

With whom we made but one in our deep love

To cease, and pass from us and go!

No more can be in human woe!

Oh, Death, what hidest thou from human eyes?

What is thy unknown name that in it lies?

Of deep significance as to thy nature?

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     Thy victims do not know

     Thy sure-terrible feature

Thou comest in many guises disease, woe

Yet thou in this no one yet could know

Oh thou great traveller incognito!