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"Hark! they whisper! angels say, Sister spirit, come away!"

to the land of peace! Come where the tempest hath no longer sway, The shadow passes from the soul away, The sounds of weeping cease!

Fear hath no dwelling there! Come to the mingling of repose and love, Breathed by the silent spirit of the dove Through the celestial air!