| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895. 1895. |
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| Knowledge after Death |
| | | Henry Charles Beeching (b. 185–) |
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| SICCINE separat amara mors? | |
| Is death so bitter? Can it shut us fast | |
| Off from ourselves, that future from this past, | |
| When Time compels us through those narnow doors? | |
| Must we, supplanted by ourselves in the course, | 5 |
| Changelings, become as they who know at last | |
| A river’s secret, never having cast | |
| One guess, or known one doubt, about its source? | |
| Is it so bitter? Does not knowledge here | |
| Forget her gradual growth, and how each day | 10 |
| Seals up the sum of each world-conscious soul? | |
| So, though our ghosts forget us, waste no tear; | |
| We being ourselves would gladly be as they, | |
| And we being they are still ourselves made whole. | |
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