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VIII. OLD CLEVEDON CHURCHYARD.
Where Hallam rests upon his hill-side green,An arm the dark land puts to sea, and there
Two isles are lifted, separate and sheer;
With constant watch the Severn moves between:
On this one, silence evermore hath been,
From that, by day the cannon's voice is clear,
At night, a flame to vessels far and near,
The crimson-headed lighthouse tower is seen.
Ye rock-built monuments that stand apart,
One dark and dumb, one loud and lit with fire,
Emblems of those immortal friends ye are!
Death's waters flow betwixt you,—one, his heart
Is hushed; one's love is loud, his words of fire
Shine through grief's night, a pure memorial star.
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