Those that he loved so long and sees no more, Loved and still loves,--not dead, but gone before, He gathers round him.

More from Human Life (1819)

• A guardian angel o'er his life presiding, Doubling his pleasures, and his cares dividing. Human Life (1819)
• Sweet Memory! wafted by thy gentle gale, Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail. The Pleasures of Memory. Part ii. i.
• That very law which moulds a tear And bids it trickle from its source,-- That law preserves the earth a sphere, And guides the planets in their course.