Chapter 57 No.57

Embraced by home, his soul grew light;

And though he moaned: "My head! my head!"

His life turned back its outward flight,

Like his, who, from the prophet's bed,

Startled the wondering Shunammite.

He greeted all with tender speech;

He told his children he should die;

He gave his fond farewell to each,

With messages, and fond