Till life’s last pang were o’er!
I would not shrink nor falter,
When I saw thy life-blood flow;
But deathless love should give me strength
Calmly to let thee go!
It may not be! A shadow lies
Darkly upon our way;
I may not hear thy last, low sigh,
Nor o’er thy still form pray.
Oh, God of love, and might, and power!