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 There a friend, a sister, mother, Fondly kneeling, Sobs and tears are fain to smother, Unto the dear sundered other Self appealing, "Leave me not alone, O lover! Child I cherish!" "May the reign of love be over? Death is only sent to prove her! May she perish? " In warm-breathing blue ethereal White tapers kindled Shyly waver, souls aerial, In allbeholding strength imperial Of Day dwindled, Like our lives in the universal Sun of spirit; Hark how ocean makes rehearsal Of a life without reversal All inherit! An eternal child, blue Ocean, Rhythmic breathing O'er the dead, with grand emotion, And blue hills with deep devotion Hearts are wreathing. We are sure they are not sleeping Beneath our blossom,