Bright be the place of thy soul! <br />No lovelier spirit than thine <br />E'er burst from its mortal control <br />In the orbs of the blessed to shine. <br /> <br />On earth thou wert all but divine, <br />As thy soul shall immortally be; <br />And our sorrow may cease to repine, <br />When we know that thy God is with thee. <br /> <br />Light be the turf of thy tomb! <br />May its verdure like emeralds be: <br />There should not be the shadow of gloom <br />In aught that reminds us of thee. <br /> <br />Young flowers and an evergreen tree <br />May spring from the spot of thy rest: <br />But nor cypress nor yew let us see; <br />For why should we mourn for the blest?<br /><br />George Gordon Byron<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bright-be-the-place-of-thy-soul/
