Death's Pleasure

Death is no terror, friend!

It's a sublime sleep

That lulls the weary home

To rest-not to weep:

It is the solace of God-

A message for you

From those friends, gone before,

Those whose love is true.



The dream called death is not

The pain that you fear:

It's an ecstacy

Beyond man's compare;

'Tis life's joy-that's called

The Eternal Fair.