'TWAS comfort in her dying room
'TWAS comfort in her dying room / To hear the living clock,
Love is anterior to life,
Posterior to death,
Initial of creation, and
The exponent of breath.
'TWAS comfort in her dying room / To hear the living clock,
I CAN'T tell you, but you feel it– / Nor can you tell me,
AMBITION cannot find him, / Affection doesn't know
Some, too fragile for winter winds, / The thoughtful grave encloses, --