NO COWARD SOUL

No coward soul is mine

No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere

I see heaven's glories shine

And Faith shines equal arming me from Fear

O God within my breast

Almighty ever-present Deity

Life, that in me hast rest

As I undying Life, have power in thee

Vain are the thousand creeds

That move men's hearts, unutterably vain,

Worthless as withered weeds

Or idlest froth amid the boundless main

To waken doubt in one

Holding so fast by thy infinity

So surely anchored on

The steadfast rock of Immortality

With wide-embracing love

Thy spirit animates eternal years

Pervades & broods above,

Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates & rears

Though Earth & moon were gone

And suns & universes ceased to be

And thou wert left alone

Every Existence would exist in thee

There is not room for Death

Nor atom that his might could render void

Since thou art Being & Breath

And what thou art may never be destroyed

- EMILY BRONTE-