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Traveller! in the stranger's land, Far from thine own household band; Mourner! haunted by the tone Of a voice from this world flown; Captive! in whose narrow cell Sunshine has not leave to dwell; Sailor! on the darkening sea— Lift the heart and bend the knee!

Warrior! that from battle won Breathest now at set of sun; Woman! o'er the lowly slain Weeping on his burial plain; Ye that triumph, ye that sigh, Kindred by one holy tie, Heaven's first star alike ye see— Lift the heart and bend the knee!