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All hail, my love, good cheer!
Keep back thy unshed tear!
Not thou nor I

Shall mourn or sigh.
Nay now, we twain
Old man, old wife.

The few days that remain

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Yea, old like Abraham, when he went, Let us make merry- let us laugh!

With head down bent,

And mantle rent,

In dole for her who lay in death,
And to the Sons of Heth

The silver shekels gave

For Mamre's gloomy cave,
To be her grave; —

Or, older still, like him
Who, feeble not of limb,
With eyes not dim,

Upclimbed, with staff in hand,

To where Mount Nebo cleft the sky, And looked and saw the Promised Land

For now at length we quaff
The last, best wine of life,
The very last the very best,
The double cup of love and rest.

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"The spirit and the body part, Yet love abideth, heart to heart.

"O silent comrade of my rest,

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"Love's dust,

Whatever grave it fill,

With hands here crossed upon thy Though buried deep, is deathless still!

breast,

I know thee who thou art!

O marble brow,

Here pillowed next to mine,

I know the soul divine

That tenanted thy shrine!

"For, though above us, green and

high,

The yew-trees grow,

And churchyard ravens fly,

And mourners come and go,

Yet thou and I,

Who dust to dust lie here below,
Still one another know!

“ Yea, thee I know - it still is thou;
And me thou know'st-it still is I;
True lovers once, true lovers now! -
The same old vow,

The same old thrill,

The same old love between us still!

"The gloomy grave hath frosts that kill,

But love is chilled not with their chill.

"Love's flame

Consuming, unconsumed.

Love hath no death, and cannot die! This love is ours, as here we lie, Thou and I!"

THE FOUR SEASONS.

IN the balmy April weather,
My love, you know,

When the corn began to grow, What walks we took together, What sighs we breathed together, What vows we pledged together, In the days of long ago!

In the golden summer weather,
My love, you know,

When the mowers went to mow,
What home we built together,
What babes we watched together,
What plans we planned together,

While the skies were all aglow!

In the rainy autumn weather,
My love, you know,
When the winds began to blow,
What tears we shed together,

In breasts that breathe .in hearts What mounds we heaped together,

entombed.

Is fed by life and death the same!

What hopes we lost together,

When we laid our darlings low!

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