When coldness wraps this suffering clay,[[lu]](#5197225498158184052_21811-h-23.htm.html#Footnote_lu)
Ah! whither strays the immortal mind?
It cannot die, it cannot stay,
But leaves its darkened dust behind.
Then, unembodied, doth it trace
By steps each planet's heavenly way?[[lv]](#5197225498158184052_21811-h-23.htm.html#Footnote_lv)
Or fill at once the realms of space,
A thing of eyes, that all survey?