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Oh! many are the mansions there, But not in one hath grief a share! No haunting shade from things gone by, May there o'ersweep the unchanging sky.

And they are there, whose long-loved mien In earthly home no more is seen; Whose places, where they smiling sate, Are left unto us desolate.

We miss them when the board is spread; We miss them when the prayer is said; Upon our dreams their dying eyes In still and mournful fondness rise.

But they are where these longings vain Trouble no more the heart and brain;