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Rh :For death the pure life saves, And life all pure is love; and love can reach From heaven to earth, and nobler lessons teach
 * Than those by mortals read.


 * Well blest is he who has a dear one dead:

A friend he has whose face will never change— A dear communion that will not grow strange;
 * The anchor of a love is death.


 * The blessed sweetness of a loving breath

Will reach our cheek all fresh through weary years. For her who died long since, ah! waste not tears.
 * She's thine unto the end.


 * Thank God for one dead friend,

With face still radiant with the light of truth, Whose love comes laden with the scent of youth,
 * Through twenty years of death.