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 world to rise in the new.—Delight opened his wounds, and his blood (the tears of the soul,) flowed from his heart upon the well-loved grave; the sinking body dropped softly towards the object of its affection. The sun, seen through his tears of joy, appeared to float in an ocean of rosy light. Distant echo-tones, like those of the earth when it speeds its way through æther, played through the moist and glowing mist; then a dark cloud, like a sudden night laden with sleep, flitted before the angel, and now the beams of Heaven arose and encompassed him, and thousands of celestial beings shone around him. "Art thou there again, delusive dream?" said he;—but the angel of the first hour, came to him through the radiant light, and gave him the sign of the kiss, and said, "That was Death, thou eternal Brother and friend of Heaven," and the Hero and his bride softly repeated the joyful words.