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XXXIII.
REQUIEM.
Taken from men this morning,
Carried by men to-day,
Met by the gods with banners
Who marshalled her away.
Carried by men to-day,
Met by the gods with banners
Who marshalled her away.
One little maid from playmates,
One little mind from school,—
There must be guests in Eden;
All the rooms are full.
One little mind from school,—
There must be guests in Eden;
All the rooms are full.
Far as the east from even,
Dim as the border star,—
Courtiers quaint, in kingdoms,
Our departed are.
Dim as the border star,—
Courtiers quaint, in kingdoms,
Our departed are.
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