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XXIX.

So many have gone before!
Surely thou art not lonely, mother, there.
Strong souls are ready, faces sweet and fair,
To welcome thee upon the further shore.

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'Tis I who am left alone!
Thou feel'st the grasp of many a loving hand:
Thy brothers by thee stand;
My father claims thee, long-lost, for his own.
But oh! forget not me
Left on this dreary earth,—prepare a place
Where I again may see thy face,
Mother, and dwell with thee.