ENTREATY.
O Lord of life and death!To whom all souls belong,Let not the thread be cut,While yet I weave my song.Let not the workman’s formBe broken ere the time;—Oh shatter not, with “Dust to Dust,”The marble’s dream sublime!
O Lord of life and death!To whom all souls belong,Let not the thread be cut,While yet I weave my song.Let not the workman’s formBe broken ere the time;—Oh shatter not, with “Dust to Dust,”The marble’s dream sublime!
O Lord of life and death!To whom all souls belong,Let not the thread be cut,While yet I weave my song.
O Lord of life and death!
To whom all souls belong,
Let not the thread be cut,
While yet I weave my song.
Let not the workman’s formBe broken ere the time;—Oh shatter not, with “Dust to Dust,”The marble’s dream sublime!
Let not the workman’s form
Be broken ere the time;—
Oh shatter not, with “Dust to Dust,”
The marble’s dream sublime!