LOSS AND GAIN.
When a soul that shines both strong and sweetFrom fearless eyes, and makes the world complete,Vanishes, like foam upon the shore,Is the earth more desert than before?
Nay! that soul on death its beauty lays,Casts a splendor down the sunless ways;Nay! the sky burns bluer, and the nightSoars to follow it a hallowed height!
vol. 3, p. iii
