The cadence, as of psalms—a funeral dirge![BZ]
We listened, looking down upon the hut,[150]
But seeing no one: meanwhile from below
The strain continued, spiritual as before;
And now distinctly could I recognise
These words:—'Shall in the grave thy love be known,
In death thy faithfulness?'—"God rest his soul!"[151]
Said the old man,[152] abruptly breaking silence,—
"He is departed, and finds peace at last!"
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