Then death came and all the fair hopes were folded away.

The visions of loveliness and the dreams of noble attainments and achievements lay like withered flowers upon the grave.
An unfinished life! friends cry in their disappointment and sorrow.

So it seems, surely, to love's eyes, from the earth-side.

But so it is not, as God's eye looks upon it.

There is nothing unfinished that fulfils the divine plan.