This dust, O Earth! we give to thee,
’Tis thine undoubted right.
It came from thee; but not the soul—
The breath of Deity!
Insatiate Grave! thy dark control
Ends with mortality.
Ashes to ashes—dust to dust—
Lay low the silent form!
Though loved and cherish’d long, we must
Consign it to the worm.