Capitolo 32
FOR THE CONSECRATION OF A CEMETERY.
This green field that smiles at Sky
In the bright order of Nature,
From uses common envoys separately,
We consecrate to-day.
"The acrid one" of God is appropriately he called,
For when, under of the covers with grassy sod,
We placed the corpses with reverent hands,
We produce again them to us to God.
And Your great love, so datum freely,
He/she will speak to clearer tones,
When, walking through these sacred walks,
We read commemorative stones.
It slightly made here the light of the sun fall,
And softly it allows to fall the rain,
And the innumerable harmonies of Nature
You mix an effort of accordant;
What theirs who looks for this sacred place,
In to cry the loneliness,
In this whole attractive society
You/he/she can have their renewed faith.
Then it lifted to heights of serener,,
And it purified from dross,
Their confiding hearts will remain on God,
And it draws profit from thei