Poems (Follen)/Lines on the Death of Dr. Spurzheim
LINES ON THE DEATH OF DR. SPURZHEIM.
Thou didst come a stranger here, O'er the tossing ocean's foam; Now we shed the heartfelt tear, For the friend that has gone home.
What thou knewest of the mind, Thou to teach us, here didst come: What it is, thy soul shall find In its own eternal home.
All thy manhood, all thy youth, Lonely pilgrim! thou didst roam, Seeking for immortal truth: Thou shalt find her in her home.
We are still, where thou hast been, Far from that celestial dome; We who took the stranger in, We are strangers—thou at home.