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He may no longer see me
'Mid the flowers I loved to tend;
Though they may claim my care again I shall not waken then.
But tell him not to mourn me
As one forever lost, As a star that drops in brightness
From the high and shining host— For the child of his affection,
Free from each earthly stab, At the glorious resurrection
Shall surely wake again !
Six years ago, this Christmas morn, With heavy, tearful eyes I rose— .
Eyes that had watch'd too sad and long, Heedless of slumber and repose.
And with a heart as heavy, sad,
That straggled between hope and fear,
I hasten'd quickly to the bed
Where lay a suffering brother dear.
The morn had broke; but still a light Burn'd feebly in his lonely room,
As struggling with the day-beam bright, To drive away the shadowy gloom.
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