Farewell Life
by Thomas Hood.
Farewell, Life! My senses swim,
And the world is growing dim:
Thronging shadows crowd the light,
Like the advent of the night;
Colder, colder, colder still,
Upward starts a vapor chill;
Strong the earthly odor grows,--
I smell the mould above the rose!
Welcome Life! The Spirit strives!
Strength returns, and hope revives;
Cloudy fears and shapes forlorn
Fly like shadows at the morn,--
O'er the earth there comes a bloom;
Sunny light for sullen gloom,
Warm perfume for vapor cold,-
I smell the rose above the mould!
