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AS THE TIME DRAWS NIGH.

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1   As the time draws nigh, glooming, a cloud,

A dread beyond, of I know not what, darkens me.

2   I shall go forth,

I shall traverse The States awhile—but I cannot tell          whither or how long;

Perhaps soon, some day or night while I am singing,          my voice will suddenly cease.

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3   O book, O chants! must all then amount to but this?

Must we barely arrive at this beginning of us?…          And yet it is enough, O soul!

O soul! we have positively appear'd—that is enough.

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