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RECONCILIATION.

WORD over all, beautiful as the sky!

Beautiful that war, and all its deeds of carnage, must          in time be utterly lost;

That the hands of the sisters Death and Night, inces-          santly softly wash again, and ever again, this          soil'd world:

…For my enemy is dead—a man divine as myself is          dead;

I look where he lies, white-faced and still, in the coffin          —I draw near;

I bend down, and touch lightly with my lips the white          face in the coffin.

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