William Cullen Bryant

So live that when thy summons comes to join
The innumerable caravan that moves
To that mysterious realm, where each shall take
His chamber in the silent halls of death,
Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night,
Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed
By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave
Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch
About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.

-- from Thanatopsis

Comments

[Sarah]

What are you reading?!

[Mary]

Ah, time to post an update on my reading list.

I've just finished _Crocodile on the Sandbank_, which your daughter urged me to read.

md