Chorus—Shall have no heat.
Oh let us never doubt
That all his sins are gone,
That Bassava forgives.
May it be well with him!
Chorus—May it be well!
Let all be well with him!
Chorus—Let all be well.
Surely an impressive burial service to have been found in use amongst a poor little obscure tribe of Indian mountaineers!
It cannot be said that this moral attitude is often reached. Research into funeral rites, of whatever nature, confronts us with much that would be ludicrous were it not so very pitiful, for humanity has displayed a fatal tendency to rush into the committal of ghastly absurdities by way of showing the most sacred kind of grief. Yet, take them all in all, the death laments of the people form a striking and beautiful manifestation of such homage as "Life may give for love to death."