A Quote by William Cullen Bryant on death, dreams, lies, silence, slavery, and trust

So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan which moves To that mysterious realm where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one that wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.

William Cullen Bryant (1794 - 1878)

Source: Thanatopsis

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