There are some qualities -- some incorporate things --
    That have a double life -- life aptly made
The type of that twin entity which springs
    From matter and light -- evinced in solid and shade.

 

There is a two-fold Silence -- sea and shore --
    Body and soul. One dwells in desert places
    Newly with grass oergrown. Some solemn graces,
Some human memories (a tearful lore)
Render him terrorless -- his name's "No More".

 

He is the corporate Silence -- dread him not.
    No power hath he of evil in himself.
But should some urgent fate (untimely lot!)
    Bring thee to meet his shadow -- (nameless elf,
Who haunteth the dim regions where hath trod
No foot of man) -- commend thyself to God!