William and EmilyThere is something about DeathLike love itself!If with some one with whom you have known passionAnd the glow of youthful love,You also, after years of lifeTogether, feel the sinking of the fireAnd thus fade away together,Gradually, faintly, delicately,As it were in each other’s arms,Passing from the familiar room—That is a power of unison between soulsLike love itself!
There is something about DeathLike love itself!If with some one with whom you have known passionAnd the glow of youthful love,You also, after years of lifeTogether, feel the sinking of the fireAnd thus fade away together,Gradually, faintly, delicately,As it were in each other’s arms,Passing from the familiar room—That is a power of unison between soulsLike love itself!