Oblivion sweet! now lull me in thy calm,”
Móo yearned for this. Then fell upon her ear
A voice—“Blessèd are they who know not fear!
The Heart of Heaven e’er radiates love’s light,
And soul released finds nothing to affright
Save visions false of terror, bred by creeds,
And deep remorse that gnaws at evil deeds.”
Soul stirred, awoke and saw! Herself Móo found.
Was this the law, tho’ not to body bound,
To still live on? What time in nothingness