When Death Comes
V
Valsa George
0
Altın Yaprak
When Death resolutely comes
At any time with his deadly summons
Tarry not like a galley slave
But like a courteous warrior behave
Do not waver and do not droop
As if you are to be hung on a loop
Never dread lying under the dust
With your body in a narrow vault thrust
Know, it is only when seeds rot
That fresh and florid lives sprout
So when it is time to go
Strut like an indomitable foe,
With swinging hands and head held high
To be welcomed by angels of the sky
With the music of clanging cymbals
And the rising rhythm of sounding bells
Into a kingdom, bright and cheerful
And a state far radiant and blissful
Where the sun shall never set
Where blessed souls joyously meet
Where Truth and Beauty preside
Where peace and bliss abide
Ousted out of terrestrial space
You are enfolded into God's sweet embrace
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş