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Ev'n though we bid farewell Unto the spring's blue skies and budding trees, Yet may we lift our hearts, in hope to dwell Midst brighter things than these.

And think of deathless flowers, And of bright streams to glorious valleys given, And know the while, how little dream of ours Can shadow forth of Heaven! F. H.