Show the voices when the day lies iles hushed and silent on its western bier at rest and the night in robes of darkness waiting earth hath softly dressed then me thinks from out the shadows by the breezes wafted near come the voices long remembered voices from another sphere and my soul holds solemn converse with those spir t realms of joy where we trust no sorrows enter and no tear fear can bliss alloy and my heart stands still to listen to the whispers from afar of the loved ones long remembered now beyond the gleaming star |