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Painmadehissoulweak；itcriedfortheoldfaith。Theyarethetearsthatfallintothenew—madegravethatcementthepowerofthepriest。Forthecryofthesoulthatlovesandlosesisthis，onlythis："BridgeoverDeath；blendtheHerewiththeHereafter；causethemortaltorobehimselfinimmortality；letmenotsayofmyDeadthatitisdead！Iwillbelieveallelse，bearallelse，endureallelse！"
Mutteringtohimself，Waldowalkedwithbenthead，themistinhiseyes。
Tothesoul’swildcryforitsowntherearemanyanswers。Hebegantothinkofthem。Wasnotthereoneofthemallfromwhichhemightsuckonedropofcomfort？
"Youshallseeheragain，"saystheChristian，thetrueBibleChristian。
"Yes，youshallseeheragain。’AndIsawthedead，greatandsmall，standbeforeGod。Andthebookswereopened，andthedeadwerejudgedfromthosethingswhichwerewritteninthebooks。Andwhosoeverwasnotfoundwritteninthebookoflifewascastintothelakeoffire，whichistheseconddeath。’Yes；youshallseeheragain。Shediedso——withherkneeunbent，withherhandunraised，withaprayerunuttered，intheprideofherintellectandthestrengthofheryouth。Shelovedandshewasloved；
butshesaidnoprayertoGod；shecriedfornomercy；sherepentedofnosin！Yes；youshallseeheragain。"
InhisbitternessWaldolaughedlow：
Ah，hehadlongceasedtohearkentothehellishvoice。
Butyetanotherspeaks。
"Youshallseeheragain，"saidthenineteenth—centuryChristian，deepintowhosesoulmodernunbeliefandthoughthavecrept，thoughheknowsitnot。
HeitiswhouseshisBibleasthepearl—fishersusetheirshells，sortingoutgemsfromrefuse；hesetshispearlsafterhisownfashion，andhesetsthemwell。"Donotfear，"hesays；"hellandjudgmentarenot。Godislove。Iknowthatbeyondthisblueskyaboveusisaloveaswide—
spreadingoverall。TheAll—Fatherwillshowhertoyouagain；notspiritonly——thelittlehands，thelittlefeetyouloved，youshallliedownandkissthemifyouwill。Christarose，anddideatanddrink，soshallshearise。Thedead，allthedead，raisedincorruptible！Godislove。Youshallseeheragain。"
Itisaheavenlysong，thisofthenineteenth—centuryChristian。Amanmightdryhistearstolistentoit，butforthisonething——Waldomutteredtohimselfconfusedly：
"ThethingIlovedwasawomanproudandyoung；ithadamotheronce，who，dying，kissedherlittlebaby，andprayedGodthatshemightseeitagain。
Ifithadlivedthelovedthingwoulditselfhavehadason，who，whenheclosedthewearyeyesandsmoothedthewrinkledforeheadofhismother，wouldhaveprayedGodtoseethatoldfacesmileagainintheHereafter。
Tothesonheavenwillbenoheavenifthesweetwornfaceisnotinoneofthechoirs；hewilllookforitthroughthephalanxofGod’sglorifiedangels；andtheyouthwilllookforthemaid，andthemotherforthebaby。
’Andwhosethenshallshebeattheresurrectionofthedead？’"
"Ah，God！ah，God！abeautifuldream，"hecried；"butcananyonedreamitnotsleeping？"
Waldopacedon，moaninginagonyandlonging。
HeheardtheTranscendentalist’shighanswer。
"Whathaveyoutodowithflesh，thegrossandmiserablegarmentinwhichspirithidesitself？Youshallseeheragain。Butthehand，thefoot，theforeheadyouloved，youshallseenomore。Theloves，thefears，thefrailtiesthatarebornwiththeflesh，withthefleshtheyshalldie。Letthemdie！Thereisthatinmanthatcannotdie——aseed，agermanembryo，aspiritualessence。Higherthanshewasonearth，asthetreeishigherthantheseed，themanthantheembryo，soshallyoubeholdher；changed，glorified！"
Highwords，ringingwell；theyaretheofferingofjewelstothehungry，ofgoldtothemanwhodiesforbread。Breadiscorruptible，goldisincorruptible；breadislight，goldisheavy；breadiscommon，goldisrare；butthehungrymanwillbarterallyourminesforonemorselofbread。AroundGod’sthronetheremaybechoirsandcompaniesofangels，cherubimandseraphim，risingtierabovetier，butnotforoneofthemalldoesthesoulcryaloud。Onlyperhapsforalittlehumanwomanfullofsin，thatitonceloved。
"Changeisdeath，changeisdeath！"hecried。"Iwantnoangel，onlyshe；
noholierandnobetter，withallhersinsuponher，sogivehermeorgivemenothing！"
And，truly，doesnottheheartloveitsownwiththestrongestpassionfortheirveryfrailties？Heavenmightkeepitsangelsifmenwerebutlefttomen。
"Changeisdeath，"hecried，"changeisdeath！Whodarestosaythebodyneverdies，becauseitturnsagaintograssandflowers？Andyettheydaretosaythespiritneverdies，becauseinspacesomestrangeunearthlybeingmayhavesprungupuponitsruins。Leaveme！Leaveme！"hecriedinfranticbitterness。"GivemebackwhatIhavelost，orgivemenothing。"
Forthesoul’sfiercecryforimmortalityisthis——onlythis：Returntomeafterdeaththethingasitwasbefore。LeavemeintheHereafterthebeingthatIamtoday。Robmeofthethoughts，thefeelings，thedesiresthataremylife，andyouhaveleftnothingtotake。Yourimmortalityisannihilation，yourHereafterisalie。
Waldoflungopenthedoor，andwalkedoutintothestarlight，hispain—
strickenthoughtseverdrivinghimonashepacedthere。
"TheremustbeaHereafterbecausemanlongsforit！"hewhispered。"Isnotalllifefromthecradletothegraveonelongyearningforthatwhichwenevertouch？TheremustbeaHereafterbecausewecannotthinkofanyendtolife。Canwethinkofabeginning？Isiteasiertosay’Iwasnot’
thantosay’Ishallnotbe’？Andyet，wherewereweninetyyearsago？
Dreams，dreams！Ah，alldreamsandlies！Nogroundanywhere。"
Hewentbackintothecabinandwalkedthere。Hourafterhourpassed，andhewasdreaming。
For，markyou，menwilldream；themostthatcanbeaskedofthemisbutthatthedreambenotintooglaringdiscordwiththethingtheyknow。Hewalkedwithbenthead。
Alldies，alldies！therosesareredwiththematterthatoncereddenedthecheekofthechild；theflowersbloomthefairestonthelastyear’sbattleground；theworkofdeath’sfingercunninglywreathedoverisattheheartofallthings，evenoftheliving。
Death’sfingeriseverywhere。Therocksarebuiltupofalifethatwas。
Bodies，thoughts，andlovesdie：fromwherespringsthatwhispertothetinysoulofman，"Youshallnotdie"？Ah，istherenotruthofwhichthisdreamisshadow？
Hefellintoperfectsilence。And，atlast，ashewalkedtherewithhisbenthead，hissoulpasseddownthestepsofcontemplationintothatvastlandwherethereisalwayspeace；thatlandwherethesoul，gazinglong，losesallconsciousnessofitslittleself，andalmostfeelsitshandontheoldmysteryofUniversalunitythatsurroundsit。
"Nodeath，nodeath，"hemuttered；"thereisthatwhichneverdies——whichabides。Itisbuttheindividualthatperishes，thewholeremains。Itistheorganismthatvanishes，theatomsarethere。Itisbutthemanthatdies，theUniversalWholeofwhichheispartreworkshimintoitsinmostself。Ah，whatmatterthatman’sdaybeshort！——thatthesunriseseeshim，andthesunsetseeshisgrave；thatofwhichheisbutthebreathhasbreathedhimforthanddrawnhimbackagain。Thatabides——weabide。"
Forthelittlesoulthatcriesaloudforcontinuedpersonalexistenceforitselfanditsbeloved，thereisnohelp。Forthesoulwhichknowsitselfnomoreasaunit，butasapartoftheUniversalUnityofwhichtheBelovedalsoisapart；whichfeelswithinitselfthethroboftheUniversalLife；forthatsoulthereisnodeath。
"Letusdie，beloved，youandI，thatwemaypassonforeverthroughtheUniversalLife！Inthatdeepworldofcontemplationallfiercedesiresdieout，andpeacecomesdown。He，Waldo，ashewalkedthere，sawnomoretheworldthatwasabouthim；criedoutnomoreforthethingthathehadlost。
Hissoulrested。WasitonlyJohn，thinkyou，whosawtheheavensopen？
Thedreamersseeiteveryday。
Longyearsbeforethefatherhadwalkedinthelittlecabin，andseenchoirsofangels，andaprincelikeuntomen，butclothedinimmortality。
Theson’sknowledgewasnotasthefather’s，thereforethedreamwasnew—
tinted，butthesweetnesswasallthere，theinfinitepeacethatmenfindnotinthelittlecankeredkingdomofthetangible。Thebarsoftherealaresetcloseaboutus；wecannotopenourwingsbuttheyarestruckagainstthem，anddropbleeding。But，whenweglidebetweenthebarsintothegreatunknownbeyond，wemaysailforeverinthegloriousblue，seeingnothingbutourownshadows。
Soagesucceedsage，anddreamsucceedsdream，andofthejoyofthedreamernomanknowethbuthewhodreameth。
Ourfathershadtheirdream；wehaveours；thegenerationthatfollowswillhaveitsown。Withoutdreamsandphantomsmancannotexist。
Chapter2。XIV。WaldoGoesOuttoSitintheSunshine。
Ithadbeenaprincelyday。Thelongmorninghadmeltedslowlyintoarichafternoon。Rainshadcoveredthekaroowithaheavycoatofgreenthathidtheredeartheverywhere。Intheverychinksofthestonewallsdarkgreenleaveshungout，andbeautyandgrowthhadcreptevenintothebedsofthesandyfurrowsandlinedthemwithweeds。Onthebrokensodwallsoftheoldpigstychick—weedsflourished，andice—plantsliftedheirtransparentleaves。Waldowasatworkinthewagon—houseagain。HewasmakingakitchentableforEm。Asthelongcurlsgatheredinheapsbeforehisplane，hepausedforaninstantnowandagaintothrowonedowntoasmallnakednigger，whohadcreptfromitsmother，whostoodchurninginthesunshine，andhadcrawledintot
