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Show A VOICE FROM AFAR. ! Weep not for. me Be blithe as wont, nor tinge with gloom The stream of love that circles home, i Light hearts and free! Join in thei gifts Heaven's bounty j lends; Nor miss my face, dear friends! j I still am near Watching the smiles I prized on earth; Your converse mild, your blameless mirth; Now. too, I hear Of whispered sounds the tale complete. com-plete. Low prayers and music sweet. ' A sea before The Throne Is spread its pure stih glass Pictures all earth-scenes as they pass. We, on its shore, Share. In the bosom of our rest. God's knowledge, and are blessed. Cardinal Newman. |