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Show The Voices. When tho day lies hushed und silent, On lt3 western bier nt rest, And tho nlh'tit, In robca of darkness. Waiting earth hath softly dressed; Then, mo thinks, from out the shadows, Uy tho breezes wafted near, Como the voices long remembered, Voices from another sphere. And my soul holds solemn converse With those spirit realms of joy, Wlioro, wo trust, no sorrows onter, And no fear can bliss alloy. And my heart stnnds still to llstiM To tho whispers from nfnr. Of tho loved' onos, long remembrcd, Now beyond the gloaming star, |