As the Time Draws Nigh.

AS THE TIME DRAWS NIGH.

AS the time draws nigh glooming a cloud, A dread beyond of I know not what darkens me. I shall go forth, I shall traverse the States awhile, but I cannot tell whither or how
long, Perhaps soon some day or night while I am singing my voice will
suddenly cease. O book, O chants! must all then amount to but this? Must we barely arrive at this beginning of us?—and yet it is
enough, O soul; O soul, we have positively appear'd—that is enough.

Part of the cluster SONGS OF PARTING.