"`It is all right,' said Walt Whitman to me as I was leaving his death-bed and hearing his voice for the last time--`It is all right.' Of course it was all right, and it will be all right when each and all of us fall into the last eternal sleep. Else it would not be. Our being here is all right, is it not? `Friendly and faithful,' says Whitman, `are the arms that have helped me.' and friendly and faithful must be the arms that bear us away. It was good to come, it will be good to go--good in the large, cosmic sense, good in that it is in keeping with the spirit of the All."