Last Lines of Theodore Tilton
A heart that Thou shalt save!A wall of folded wings shall guard thy sleep!Abode good will for all mankind.And finds the victory won!And left me standing in the light.And let the King of Glory in!And soul of God are blended!And still I watch her spinning!And would the morning never came!April, sixteen fifty-seven!Are joined upon the other side!But henceforth let me trust in Thee alone.Even this shall pass away.For St. Antonio's church went back to him!Go ye, and thither tread!Is old Pierre Cardinal in heaven or hell?Lightly Row.O Father! lead me by Thy hand! Amen.O Lord! give Freedom first, then Peace! -- and unto Thee be praise!Of men, of kings, or of the Lord!Our feet shall travel thither.Shall crumble down a wrong!She prayed,
Thy will, O God, be done!So be at rest!That heaven is on the earth.Then I must fold thee closer still!They left the tale that I have told.They tarry by the hearth!Thy bosom heart's-ease from celestial spheres.Toll! Roland, toll!Was in her grave at rest!Which every one knows -- so the story here ends!With friendship that outliveth life and death!With peace Elysian!Would change this final answer, which is Nay!