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Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry. 1904.

V. Death and Bereavement

On a Grave at Grindelwald

Frederic William Henry Myers (1843–1901)

HERE let us leave him; for his shroud the snow,

For funeral-lamps he has the planets seven,

For a great sign the icy stair shall go

Between the heights to heaven.

One moment stood he as the angels stand,

High in the stainless eminence of air;

The next, he was not, to his fatherland

Translated unaware.