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KNOWLEDGE OF EACH OTHER IN HEAVEN.

I count the hope no day-dream of the mind,
No vision fair of transitory hue,
The souls of those, whom once on earth we knew,
And lov'd, and walk'd with in communion kind,
Departed hence, again in heav'n to find.
Such hope to nature's sympathies is true;
And such, we deem, the holy word to view
Unfolds, an antidote for grief design'd,
One drop from comfort's well. 'Tis thus we read
The Book of life: but if we read amiss,
By God prepar'd fresh treasures shall succeed
To kinsmen, fellows, friends, a vast abyss
Of joy; nor aught the longing spirit need,
To fill its measure of enormous bliss.