Louise Chandler Moulton - Love Is Dead lyrics

I heard one cry out strongly, "Love is dead!" And then we went and looked upon his face, Turned into marble by d**h's final grace: His silent lips, that once so vainly pled, Smile now, as men smile being newly wed; Since some strange joy Life's sorrows did efface When d**h's arms clasped him in supreme embrace, All his long pain of living comforted. And you would wake him? Dare you him recall From d**h's enamouring to Life's stern pain; Make him again the old grief's hopeless thrall; Bind him once more with the old clanking chain, And goad him on his weary way again?-- Nay! let him rest with d**h, the lord of all.