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Show IN MEMORY OF SISTER LOWE. By Mrs. II. A. Atlwooll. Far beyond the world's blind ken. Where the sun is brightly shining, Voices mingle In attuue, No discords or vain repining. Snows of winter never fall Where the vernal flowers are blooming; Spirit free and disenthralled In thrdr haven, no dark clouds looming. Dewdrops wllh their sparkling sheen Speak ever of a fairer morrow; Across Death's retrlevcless sea No heartpangs or hours of sorrow. Melodies so oweet and clear Echo past earth's sunset line, Dawn, beyond the tombs repose, Gleams upon tho "Shores Divine." |