But a recollection now
But a dream is she
Not of earth the rays that glow
Round her memory
'Tis not now her youthful face
Nor her soft blue eye
Wakes again the fading trace
Of fondness ere it die.

Those are dim and those are cold
Sealed & mute & hid
Open not the grave sheet's fold
Nor lift the coffin-lid
If you wish to think again
Of her who loved & died
O look upward to the plain
Of heaven expanding wide

Does it not by moonlight tell

When all calm the early moon
But looks o'er bower & stream
And the unclouded heaven has grown
O'er whelming in its beam
Then though thou an exile be
Though far from hope & home
O seek her angel memory
In that deep solemn dome

Not hers alone—for mingled dreams
Will come if thou but gaze
Along dim hills & wandering streams
To that pure source of rays
I have stood thus when not a sound
Arose and none were by
And in the impending heaven I found
A whole world's mystery

Many like her depart but still
That glorious moon will rise
And in her radiant rising fill
With hope divine the skies
And every tree at such an hour
And every bud and leaf
So sweetly silvered take the power
To staunch the wounds of grief

And each blue mount that sleeps in gold
Is but a step to heaven
Whose glorious realms seem nearer rolled
To meet the summer even
But now farewell to all awhile
A lingering, fond adieu
To happy dreams to midnight's smile
To skies of cloudless blue
Farewell farewell a pleasant isle
Cresting life's sea with sunlit pile
I leave bright thoughts in you.