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[Loving years of peace;—]

Loving years of peace;—
When far from me seemed gloom and death
When sorrow seemed an old man's dream,
May I not once more feel your breath?
Loving years of peace;—
I see afar in front of me
A Heaven made up of years like yours,
A whole, a bright eternity.
Loving years of peace;—
I think of you as yet to come,
And wonder when Time's last New Year
Shall gladly bid me welcome Home.