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"Shall I abide In this dull world? I have Immortal longings in me!" Antony and Cleopatra.

art welcome, O thou warning voice, My soul hath pined for thee; Thou art welcome as sweet sounds from shore, To wanderer on the sea. I hear thee in the rustling woods, In the sighing vernal airs; Thou call'st me from the lonely earth, With a deeper tone than theirs.

The lonely earth! since kindred steps From its green paths are fled, A dimness and a hush have fall'n    O'er all its beauty spread. The silence of the' unanswering soul Is on me and around; My heart hath echoes but for thee, Thou still small warning sound!

Voice after voice hath died away, Once in my dwelling heard, Sweet household name by name hath changed To grief's forbidden word! From dreams of night on each I call, Each of the far removed; And waken to my own wild cry, Where are ye, my beloved?