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DROWNED IN DART.
Requiescat! let her lie
Where the river bubbles by;
Where, in endless prophesying
Of the bliss she shall inherit,
Never thought of death or dying
Can disturb her sleeping spirit.
Requiescat! Let her lie,
In embalming sanctity,
Where the bubbles tremble by.
Where the river bubbles by;
Where, in endless prophesying
Of the bliss she shall inherit,
Never thought of death or dying
Can disturb her sleeping spirit.
Requiescat! Let her lie,
In embalming sanctity,
Where the bubbles tremble by.
Resurgetque! she shall rise,
Light revisit those cold eyes;
Waves dissever, not for ever,
Her sweet spirit and our love;
We shall meet, to part, ah! never,
In the paradise above.
Resurgemus! we shall rise!
Though now ashy-pale she lies,
Life shall visit those cold eyes!
Light revisit those cold eyes;
Waves dissever, not for ever,
Her sweet spirit and our love;
We shall meet, to part, ah! never,
In the paradise above.
Resurgemus! we shall rise!
Though now ashy-pale she lies,
Life shall visit those cold eyes!
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