No Fear

If death be only half as sweet
As life,
I will not fear.
I’ll shed no tear,
Nor will I ask my friends to weep,
But quietly go, like melting snow
Upon a mountain’s steep
Gray height.
Or, wafted gently on a breeze,
I’ll drift away among the trees,
Like lovers’ laughter
Echoing down a lane.
Or I will follow, willingly,
The soft spring rain
Around the river’s bend.
I’ll go as quietly as robins
At the summer’s end.
If death be only half as sweet
As life,
I will not fear to go.
I love life so!

Published in GOOD HOUSEKEEPING
[Set to music by John W. Work of Nashville, Tenn. and
published as an art song by the Galaxy Music Corporation of
New York, N.Y.
]