Letter 371 (mid-March 1872) T. W. Higginson lyrics

Dear friend -

I am sorry your Brother is dead.
I fear he was dear to you.
I should be glad to know you were painlessly grieved -

       Of Heaven above the firmest proof
       We fundamental know -
       Except for it's marauding Hand
       It had been Heaven below -

                                                                                                     di*kinson