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But thou, from all the daughters of the earth Singled and mark'd, hast known its home and place; And the high memory of its holy worth, To this our life a glory and a grace For thee hath given.

And art thou not still fondly, truly loved? Thou art!—the love his spirit bore away, Was not for death!—a treasure but removed, A bright bird parted for a clearer day,— Thine still in Heaven!