Death has shaken out the sands of thy glass.
Lament for Long Tom, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
At the piping of all hands,When the judgment-signal's spread—When the islands and the landsAnd the seas give up their dead,And the South and North shall come;When the sinner is dismayed,And the just man is afraid,Then Heaven be thy aid,Poor Tom.John Gardiner Calkins Brainard
Far beneath the tainted foamThat frets above our peaceful home,We dream in joy and wake in loveNor know the rage that yells above.John Gardiner Calkins Brainard
I saw two clouds at morning,Tinged with the rising sun,And in the dawn they floated on,And mingled into one.I thought that morning cloud was blest,It moved so sweetly to the West.John Gardiner Calkins Brainard