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Bliss Carman, et al., eds.  The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume IV. The Higher Life.  1904.
VII. Death: Immortality: Heaven
“My days among the dead”
Robert Southey (1774–1843)
MY days among the dead are passed;
  Around me I behold,
Where’er these casual eyes are cast,
  The mighty minds of old;
My never-failing friends are they,        5
With whom I converse day by day.
With them I take delight in weal,
  And seek relief in woe;
And while I understand and feel
  How much to them I owe,        10
My cheeks have often been bedewed
With tears of thoughtful gratitude.
My thoughts are with the dead; with them
  I live in long-past years;
Their virtues love, their faults condemn,        15
  Partake their hopes and fears,
And from their lessons seek and find
Instruction with an humble mind.
My hopes are with the dead; anon
  My place with them will be,        20
And I with them shall travel on
  Through all futurity:
Yet leaving here a name, I trust,
That will not perish in the dust.

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