Man'S Life Is Like A Sparrow, Mighty King! That, While At Banquet With Your Chiefs You Sit "Housed Near A Blazing Fire, Is Seen To Flit "Safe From The Wintry Tempest. Fluttering, "Here Did It Enter; There, On Hasty Wing, "Flies Out, And Passes On From Cold To Cold; "But Whence It Came We Know Not, Nor Behold "Whither It Goes. Even Such, That Transient Thing, "The Human Soul; Not Utterly Unknown "While In The Body Lodged, Her Warm Abode; "But From What World She Came, What Woe Or Weal "On Her Departure Waits, No Tongue Hath Shown; "This Mystery If The Stranger Can Reveal, "His Be A Welcome Cordially Bestowed!"