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A. Newberry Choyce So shall I still love on.

Sweet Heart! your soul was close to me

When the world's first dreams were made.

We two were whispering love at God's own side

Or ever sunlight on the mountains played.

And through a wilderness of worlds I see

A time when reunited we shall glide

Unto the Soul of souls, the Perfect One.

Pass, life or lives! you'll understand

When Love gives me your hand.

Loss

HE world went blind to-day

Groping with shattered faith.

And in the lonely awful night

Madness stalked, taunting me.

The gibbering ghoulish wraith

Of dreams unrealised

Sprang up and mocked my way;

Just that in one wild spot beyond the sea,

A dear heart that I prized

Passed to the Silent Light.

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