From too much love of living
From hope and fear set free
We thank with brief thanksgiving
Whatever gods may be

That no life lives forever
That dead men rise up never
That even the weariest river
Winds somewhere safe to sea

Than star nor sun shall waken
Nor any change of light
Nor sound of waters shaken
Nor any sound or sight

Nor wintry leaves nor vernal
Nor days nor things diurnal
Only the sleep eternal
In an eternal night