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THE UNSEEN WORLD. 307
THE UNSEEN WORLD. Where is that unseen world afar,
From whence no tidings ever come ? We meet the light of many a star,
Which long has travel'd through the gloom, •
But not one ray from that far clime
Has ever reach'd our wishful eye, To tell us of that sphere sublime,
Which mortals call eternity.
Where is that unseen world ?—0 where *
That land with boundless visions fraught ? It must, it must be stretching far
Beyond the sphere of human thought; For I remember, many a guest
Has left us for that unknown shore— Full many a wanderer, in quest
Of higher joy, returns no more!
Friends, ardent friends, we long have sought,
Wander amidst the darkness there— We call—-but O, they answer not!
Where is the spirit-land—0 where ? One after one has pass'd away,
Launching his bark on death's cold river; But, thanks to God! the soul, they say,
The immortal soul survives forever.