Yes, as my swift days near their goal, 'tis all that I implore: In life and death a chainless soul, with courage to endure.

No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere; I see Heaven's glories shine, And, Faith shines equal, arming me from Fear

Oh, for the time when I shall sleep Without identity.

I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after.

There is not room for Death, / Nor atom that his might could render void: / Thou - Thou art Being and Breath, / And what Thou art may never be destroyed.

I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they've gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the colour of my mind.