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MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.
Where thy stainless clay doth lieClear and open is the sky,And the white clouds wander by,Dreams of summer, silently Darkening the river;Thou hearest the clear water run,And the ripples, every oneScattering the golden sun, Through thy silence quiver.
Thou wast full of love and truth,Of forgivingness and ruth,—Thy great heart with hope and youth Tided to o'erflowing;Thou didst dwell in mysteries,And there lingered on thine eyesShadows of serener skies,Awfully wild memories That were like foreknowing;Thou didst remember well and longSome fragments of thine angel-song,And strive, through want, and woe, and wrong, To win the world unto it;
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