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GREENOUGH'S STATUES OF THE CHERUB AND CHILD.
“QUÆ NUNC ABIBIS IN LOCA?”
Child.
Whither now, sweet spirit, say?
Whither tends our lengthening way?
Sun on sun, and star on star,
We have left behind us far,
Till my awed and raptured mind
Longs a resting-place to find.
Shall these wonders never end?
Whither do we yet ascend?
Cherub.
Gentle brother, onward yet;
Higher wonders must be met.
All these blazing worlds are dim
To the light that mantles Him,—
Him, who calls thee—with his own—
To the bliss before his throne.
There are all the pure in heart;
There the loving never part.
Thither pain nor sorrow come;
Happy brother, welcome home!
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