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28 THE CHILDREN OF
Opens the mouth of the silent. Ye children, does Death
e’er alarm you ?
Death is the brother of Love, twin-brother is he, and is
only
More austere to behold. With a kiss upon lips that are
fading
Takes he the soul and departs, and rocked in the arms of
affection,
Places the ransomed child, new born, ’fore the face of its
father.
Sounds of his coming already I hear,—see dimly his
pinions,
Swart as the night, but with stars strewn upon them! I fear
not before him.
Death is only release, and in mercy is mute. On his bosom
Freer breathes, in its coolness, my breast; and face to face
standing
Look I on God as He is, a sun unpolluted by vapors;
Look on the light of the ages I loved, the spirits
majestic,
Nobler, better than I; they stand by the throne all
transfigured,
Vested in white, and with harps of gold, and are singing
an anthem,
Writ in the climate of heaven, in the language spoken by
angels.
You, in like manner, ye children beloved, He one day shall
gather,
’ Never forgets He the weary;—then welcome, ye loved
ones hereafter!
Meanwhile forget not the keeping of vows, forget not the
promise,
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