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XVI.
As rich men, never talking of their store,Nor thinking of it oft—yet walk elate,
As inly conscious that their wealth is great;
So, in the happy years that are no more
There liv'd within my being's central core
A calm, deep sense of my so favour'd state—
Possessing wealth past human estimate
In her, who brought all blessings to my door.
Now in the eternal world my treasure lies—
From thoughts of her I borrow day by day
Strength to my feet and guidance on my way.
Yet, walking thus by faith, I yearn for sight—
Yearn for her visible presence, and the light
That shone upon me from those loving eyes.
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