Poems

<h2><SPAN name="FUTURITY" id="FUTURITY"></SPAN>FUTURITY.</h2> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0"><span class="dropcap">W</span>HAT of our life when this frail flesh lies low<br/></span> <span class="i2a">A withered clod, and the free soul has burst<br/></span> <span class="i2">Through the world-fetters? Not of souls accursed<br/></span> <span class="i0">With cherished lusts that mar them, those who sow<br/></span> <span class="i0">Evil and reap the harvest, and who bow<br/></span> <span class="i2">At Mammon's golden shrine, but those who thirst<br/></span> <span class="i2">For Truth, and see not,&mdash;spirits deep immersed<br/></span> <span class="i0">In doubt and trouble,&mdash;hearts that fain would know?<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">The soul is satisfied. The spirit trained<br/></span> <span class="i1">For the divine, because the beautiful,<br/></span> <span class="i0">Now with the body gone, free and unstained,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Doubts swept away like clouds of scattering wool<br/></span> <span class="i2">Before a blast,&mdash;e'er Heaven's pure paths are trod<br/></span> <span class="i2">Is perfected to understand its God.<br/></span></div> </div> <hr /> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />