Forever am I conscious, moving here, <br />That should I step a little space aside <br />I pass the boundary of some glorified <br />Invisible domain -- it lies so near! <br />Yet nothing know we of that dim frontier <br />Which each must cross, whatever fate betide, <br />To reach the heavenly cities where abide <br />(Thus Sorrow whispers) those that were most dear, <br />Now all transfigured in celestial light! <br />Shall we indeed behold them, thine and mine, <br />Whose going hence made black the noonday sun? -- <br />Strange is it that across the narrow night <br />They fling us not some token, or make sign <br />That all beyond is not Oblivion.<br /><br />Thomas Bailey Aldrich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-undiscovered-country-2/
