Mors et Vita

Samuel Waddington (1844–1923)

WE know not yet what life shall be,

What shore beyond earth’s shore be set;

What grief awaits us, or what glee,

We know not yet.

Still somewhere in sweet converse met,

Old friends, we say, beyond death’s sea

Shall meet and greet us, nor forget

Those days of yore, those years when we

Were loved and true,—but will death let

Our eyes the longed-for vision see?

We know not yet.