 | Poems by James Rhoades |  |
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A FAREWELL.
A long farewell! great heart and true,
Too great to care for human spite;
They could not love so fine a light,
A brightness which they never knew:
Too great to care for human spite;
They could not love so fine a light,
A brightness which they never knew:
Yet, though thy clay returns to clay,
Unvoiced within the silent tomb,
The man we loved will pierce the gloom,
And speak with us for many a day;
Unvoiced within the silent tomb,
The man we loved will pierce the gloom,
And speak with us for many a day;
Will leave a light more glorious yet,
But softer, as the day is done;
That they, who could not see thy sun,
May love thy beams when thou art set.
But softer, as the day is done;
That they, who could not see thy sun,
May love thy beams when thou art set.
| Poems by James Rhoades | |