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With us, when we pass the portals
Of the spirit-land above— Even then, these bright immortals
Shall attend with words of love.
Blessed spirits! hover near us—
Ever near us on life's way; On your mystic pinions bear us,
To the world of endless day.
Faithful guardians! teach, 0 teach us To improve the blessings given;
Teach us how to bear life's trials,
How to reach your own bright heaven.
WHO ARE THE HAPPY? Who are the happy ? Those who dwell
In lordly domes, Where pride and affluence meet so well,
And want ne'er comes ? Nay, many hearts with sorrow swell ' In royal homes.
Who are the happy ? Those who lead
The star of fame ? Those who have found the envied meed
Of* great name? Honour is but a broken reed,
Sometimes a shame!