And the hoary Earth, all parched and dry,

Shall flame for his funeral pyre,

When the Angel, that standeth on earth and shore,

Proclaimeth that “Time shall be no more!”

Edward Pollok.

O, God of times, and yet, in time a man!

Before all times thy time of being was;

And yet in time thy human birth began,

Lest we should fade, untimely, like the grass,—

Thou that hast said thy word should never pass,