When I Cease To Be...
Round this worid, rich and and,
Let’s look. What will surveys reveal?
The towers built a goodly deal
By Alexander and Jamshid.
Lions and tigers haunt the wild
In forests luminous and green.
Dew~amp meadows next are seen,
Creeks and springs with water mild.
From nothing did the Lord create.
Mountains are the lords of earth:
Ask them, they’ll talk of Noah’s birth
About them prayers congregate.
Rejoice,...
