260. Eternity
O years! and age! farewell:Behold I go,Where I do knowInfinity to dwell.
And these mine eyes shall seeAll times, how theyAre lost i’ th’ seaOf vast eternity:—
Where never moon shall swayThe stars; but she,And night, shall beDrown’d in one endless day.
261. THE WHITE ISLAND: OR PLACE OF THE BLEST
In this world, the Isle of Dreams,While we sit by sorrow’s streams,Tears and terrors are our themes,Reciting:
But when once from hence we fly,More and more approaching nighUnto young eternity,Uniting
In that whiter Island, whereThings are evermore sincere:Candour here, and lustre there,Delighting:—
There no monstrous fancies shallOut of hell an horror call,To create, or cause at allAffrighting.
There, in calm and cooling sleep,We our eyes shall never steep,But eternal watch shall keep,Attending
Pleasures such as shall pursueMe immortalized, and you;And fresh joys, as never tooHave ending.