Suspiria Lyrics
And bear awayWhatever thou canstCall thine ownThine image stampedUpon this clayDoth give thee thatBut that aloneTake them o'Great EternityOur little life is but a gustThat bends the braches of thy treeAnd trails it's blossoms in the dustTake them o'Grave and let them lieFolded upon thy narrow shelvesAs garments my the soul laid byAnd precious only to ourselvesTake them o'Great EternityOur little life is but a gustThat bends the braches of thy treeAnd trails it's blossoms in the dustTake them o'DeathAnd bear awayWhatever thou canstCall thine ownThine image stampedUpon this clayDoth give thee thatBut that aloneTake them o'Great EternityOur little life is but a gustThat bends the braches of thy treeAnd trails it's blossoms in the dust(poem by Henry J. Longfellow)
Darkwell Suspiria
