As we sail through life towards death,
Bound unto the same port--heaven,--
Friend, what years could us divide?


Thirty Years: Being Poems New and Old (ed. 1880)


As we sail through life towards death, Bound unto the same port--heaven,-- Friend, what years could us divide?

As we sail through life towards death, Bound unto the same port--heaven,-- Friend, what years could us divide?

As we sail through life towards death, Bound unto the same port--heaven,-- Friend, what years could us divide?

As we sail through life towards death, Bound unto the same port--heaven,-- Friend, what years could us divide?