Then I sighed wistfully.
Then I drew energy out of my heart.
Then I ran.
Then I flew.
Actually, I was only flying in my head, I was really sitting in my window all along.
I don't think that reverance or respect for the dead needs the dead to be hidden from sight completely. It is the attitude that you bring, as a witness to a dead body, that matters, not the display and witnessing of a dead body, per se.