WHISPERS of heavenly death, murmur'd I hear; br Labial gossip of night--sibilant chorals; br Footsteps gently ascending--mystical breezes, wafted soft and low; br Ripples of unseen rivers--tides of a current, flowing, forever br flowing; br (Or is it the plashing of tears? the measureless waters of human br tears?) br br I see, just see, skyward, great cloud-masses; br Mournfully, slowly they roll, silently swelling and mixing; br With, at times, a half-dimm'd, sadden'd, far-off star, br Appearing and disappearing. br br (Some parturition, rather--some solemn, immortal birth: 10 br On the frontiers, to eyes impenetrable, br Some Soul is passing over.