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 we meet in fields elysian, Freed from this world's pain and care, Shall we, with our spirit vision, See and know each other there? Can it be that death wiir sever All life's dearest, holiest ties; Do we look farewell forever When we close these mortal eyes? Shall we in their angel plumage Know the loved of many years? Lips that smiled when we were happy, Eyes that wept for all our tears?