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G. D. R.
1879
Dearest sister, Sorrow dwellsIn the home as sound in shells
That whisper evermore
Along a silent shore:
Evermore, and mournfully,
The gathered sadness of the sea.
1889
A voice unheard these many years;A face long summers shut from sight;
That face I saw, that voice to-night
Gave quiet in a world of fears.
Sister, ten years may serve for tears;
In twice ten years I shall not miss
His very look, the ring of his
Great voice abideth in mine ears.
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