O Living Always, Always Dying.

Part of the cluster WHISPERS OF HEAVENLY DEATH.

O LIVING ALWAYS, ALWAYS DYING.

O LIVING always, always dying! O the burials of me past and present, O me while I stride ahead, material, visible, imperious as ever; O me, what I was for years, now dead, (I lament not, I am
content;) O to disengage myself from those corpses of me, which I turn
and look at where I cast them, To pass on, (O living! always living!) and leave the corpses
behind.

Part of the cluster WHISPERS OF HEAVENLY DEATH.