“Going Somewhere”

My science-friend, my noblest woman-friend,

( Now buried in an English grave — and this a memory-leaf for her dear sake,)

Ended our talk — “The sum, concluding all we know of old or modern learning, intuitions deep,

“Of all Geologies — Histories — of all Astronomy — of Evolution,

Metaphysics all,

“Is, that we all are onward, onward, speeding slowly, surely bettering,

“Life, life an endless march, an endless army, ( no halt, but it is duly over,)

“The world, the race, the soul — in space and time the universes,

“All bound as is befitting each — all surely going somewhere.”