George Gordon Byron

Hebrew Melodies 3. If that High World

I.

If that high world, which lies beyond
⁠       Our own, surviving Love endears;
If there the cherished heart be fond,
⁠       ⁠The eye the same, except in tears—
How welcome those untrodden spheres!
⁠⁠       How sweet this very hour to die!
To soar from earth and find all fears
⁠⁠       Lost in thy light—Eternity!

II.

It must be so: 'tis not for self
⁠       ⁠That we so tremble on the brink;
And striving to o'erleap the gulf,
⁠⁠       Yet cling to Being's severing link.
Oh! in that future let us think
⁠⁠       To hold each heart the heart that shares,
With them the immortal waters drink,
⁠       ⁠And soul in soul grow deathless theirs!