THROUGH THE TUNNEL."Yea! though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil."
OW black is the darkness,How sullen the gloom—
The train's solemn thunder,
Through the tunnel's drear tomb;
The eye cannot pierce it,
Though the eye is awake;
Vain are her efforts,
The death-gloom to break.
Fierce sparks and cinders
Now shiver the gloom;
Tho' this be but transient
Io the tunnel's black tomb;
'Tis the valley of shadows—
"The shadow of death,"
Tho' awake we pass through it,
Tho' living—in breath.
Now shiver the gloom;
Tho' this be but transient
Io the tunnel's black tomb;
'Tis the valley of shadows—
"The shadow of death,"
Tho' awake we pass through it,
Tho' living—in breath.
