Once Before by Mary Mapes Dodge.

Part 2 of 3.

No: not to-day

, nor yesterday,
Nor any day! But far away—
So long ago, so very far,
It might have been on other star.
How was it spent? and where? and when?
This life that went, yet comes again?
Was sleep its world, or death its shore?
I still the silent Past implore.
Ah! never dream had power to show
Such vexing glimpse of Long Ago.
Never a death could follow death
With love between, and home, and breath.