Welcome To Elf Queen's Domain Second Part

 When Death, the angel of our higher dreams,
 All come, far ranging from the hills of light
 He will not catch me unaware; for I
 Shall be as now communing with the dawn.
 For I shall make all haste to follow him
 Along the valley, up the misty slope
 Where life lets go and Life at last is born.
 There I shall find the dreams that I have lost 
 On toilsome earth, and they will guide me on,
 Beyond the mists unto the farthest height.
 I shall not grieve except to pity those
 Who cannot hear the songs that I shall hear!