| Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916. | | | I. Serenity
Death | | By George Pellew (1859–1892) |
| | | CALM Death, God of crossed hands and passionless eyes, | |
| Thou God that never heedest gift nor prayer, | |
| Men blindly call thee cruel, unaware | |
| That everything is dearer since it dies. | |
| Worn by the chain of years, without surprise, | 5 |
| The wise man welcomes thee, and leaves the glare | |
| Of noisy sunshine gladly, and his share | |
| He chose not in mad life and windy skies. | |
| Passions and dreams of love, the fever and fret | |
| Of toil, seem vain and petty when we gaze | 10 |
| On the imperious Lords who have no breath: | |
| Atoms or worlds—we call them lifeless, yet | |
| In thy unending peaceful day of days | |
| They are divine, all-comprehending Death. | | | | |
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