e-ter-nal

Updated: May 8, 2025

This gro-o-oanin' world's too dark and dre-e-ar for the saints' e-ter-nal rest. This hymn, if it did not wholly reconcile one to death, enabled one to look upon life with sufficient solemnity. It was a thousand pities, she thought, that the old hearse was so shabby and rickety, and that Gooly Eldridge, who drove it, would insist on wearing a faded peach-blow overcoat.

Kate Douglas Smith Wiggin - A Village Stradivarius