Nr. 213
Calcutta nr. 213
Be happy for there will be passing souls
In heaven there will be the congregation of the stars
The brick which they will strike from your body
Will be the parapet of the palace of others
Nicolas 1867 - 138
Livre-toi à la gaieté, car le chagrin sera infini. Les étoiles se réuniront, encore sur un même point du firmament, et les briques que l'on fera de ton corps serviront à construire des palais pour d'autres.
Payne 1898 - 332
Be of good cheer, for Time unbounded will be;
Yon star-spangled sphere above still rounded will be;
Yea, bricks of thy clay ere long they'll fashion, whereon
The walls of the dwellings of others founded will be.
Thompson 1906 - 216
Since Time will have no bounds, be of good cheer,
The stars will spangle still the Heavenly Sphere;
With bricks that from your body they will mould
Walls of another's dwelling, men will rear.
Whinfield 1883 - 162
Take heart! Long in the weary tomb you'll lie,
While stars keep countless watches in the sky,
And see your ashes molded into bricks,
To build another's house and turrets high.