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DREAM LAND.
Softly, hushfully,
Silently flow
Dim streams of sweetness
Thro' lands of woe;
Hushfully, hushfully
Wash the cool waves
Thro' intricate spaces
Of sea-worn caves;
And silently, suddenly
Gather wan faces
Long laid in graves.
Silently flow
Dim streams of sweetness
Thro' lands of woe;
Hushfully, hushfully
Wash the cool waves
Thro' intricate spaces
Of sea-worn caves;
And silently, suddenly
Gather wan faces
Long laid in graves.
Speechless, and yearning
O with sad eyes!
And wan hearts burning
With memories:
Silently, silently,
Gath'ring around
From cool dark places
Of churchyard ground:
O the wan faces
Whose lips have no sound.
O with sad eyes!
And wan hearts burning
With memories:
Silently, silently,
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From cool dark places
Of churchyard ground:
O the wan faces
Whose lips have no sound.
Hushfully, hushfully,
Strange rivers flow
Thro' silent lands
No soul doth know;
Peacefully, peacefully,
Restful and slow,
Faint music of wings
On the tired wind doth go:
Hushfully, hushfully,
Hushfully so,
Whether with pleasure
Or woe.
Strange rivers flow
Thro' silent lands
No soul doth know;
Peacefully, peacefully,
Restful and slow,
Faint music of wings
On the tired wind doth go:
Hushfully, hushfully,
Hushfully so,
Whether with pleasure
Or woe.
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