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IN MEMORY OF M. B.
Old age, that dwelt upon thy years
With softest and with stateliest grace,
Hath sealed thine eyes, hath closed thine ears,
And stilled the sweetness of thy face.
With softest and with stateliest grace,
Hath sealed thine eyes, hath closed thine ears,
And stilled the sweetness of thy face.
That gentle and that gracious look
Sleeps now, and wears a marble calm:
Death took no more away, but took
All cares away, and left the balm
Sleeps now, and wears a marble calm:
Death took no more away, but took
All cares away, and left the balm
Of pure repose and peacefulness
Upon thy forehead touched by time:
So shall I know thee, none the less
Than earth unwintered, come the prime.
Upon thy forehead touched by time:
So shall I know thee, none the less
Than earth unwintered, come the prime.
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Gone, the white snows, the lingering leaves,
That once endeared the wintry days:
But the new bloom of spring receives
The old love, and has an equal praise.
That once endeared the wintry days:
But the new bloom of spring receives
The old love, and has an equal praise.
Fare then thee well! In Winchester,
Sleep thy last fearless sleep serene.
Friends fail me not; but kindlier
Can no friend be, than thou hast been.
Sleep thy last fearless sleep serene.
Friends fail me not; but kindlier
Can no friend be, than thou hast been.
The city that we two loved best,
No fairer place of sleep for thee:
There lay thee down, and take thy rest,
And this farewell of love from me.
No fairer place of sleep for thee:
There lay thee down, and take thy rest,
And this farewell of love from me.
1888.
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