Yes, thou art gone! And never more Thy sunny smile shall gladden me But I may pass the old church door And pace the floor that covers thee Yet, though I cannot see thee more 'Tis still a comfort to have seen And though thy transient life is o'er 'Tis sweet to think that thou hast been May stand upon the cold, damp stone And think that, frozen, lies below The lightest heart that I have known The kindest I shall ever know To think a soul so near divine Within a form so angel fair United to a heart like thine Has gladdened once our humble sphere