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SONNET.
[Earth's dreams away, like troubled vapours, roll]
Earth's dreams away, like troubled vapours, roll,From this full solemn hour, in life's wild race
I pause, to commune with stern Death, and trace
His features in my fancy—and controul
Thought's feverish workings. Heart! hear Hope's last knoll;
Thou lone church-yard, dark, dedicated place,
Where, with a thousand shadows we embrace,
One shadow long shall rest upon my soul!
To purify, and solemnize, and raise;
Nay, e'en to enlighten with its mystic gloom:
For we walk darkly in life's blinding blaze;
That Heavenly Shadow deeply shall become
More precious far than light to my fixed gaze—
Lengthening from the other side of yon awaiting tomb!
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