John Brown's body lies a mould'ring in the grave,
His soul goes marching on.

John Brown's body lies a mould'ring in the grave,
His soul goes marching on.

And I have written three books on the soul,
Proving absurd all written hitherto,
And putting us read more

And I have written three books on the soul,
Proving absurd all written hitherto,
And putting us to ignorance again.

A soul as white as Heaven.

A soul as white as Heaven.

But thou shall flourish in immortal youth,
Unhurt amidst the wars of elements,
The wrecks of matter, read more

But thou shall flourish in immortal youth,
Unhurt amidst the wars of elements,
The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds.

Lord of oneself, uncumbered with a name.

Lord of oneself, uncumbered with a name.

From the looks--not the lips, is the soul reflected.

From the looks--not the lips, is the soul reflected.

I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.

I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.

You don't have a soul. You are a Soul. You have a body.

You don't have a soul. You are a Soul. You have a body.

And I will say to my soul, Soul, thou hast much goods laid up for
many years; take thine read more

And I will say to my soul, Soul, thou hast much goods laid up for
many years; take thine ease, eat, drink, and be merry.