What power shall avail thee then to break thy slumber fast?
What voice shall reach thy dreaming ear, to say to thee, ‘Arise’?”
“Ah, Soul!” the Body humbly urged, “be merciful, I pray;
Thou art the nobler part, but thou canst never let me go.
I have my certain share of all, thy best, thy worst, alway:
We are inextricably blent. God willed it should be so.
“Thou wilt reach heaven before me, but I may follow too.
There is a resurrection for the Body, as the Soul;
Comrades to all eternity, we should be comrades true
Who own one common fate and life, who seek the self-same goal.