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Rh Pealing loud from sod to cloud,

Earth's bell's rang out in a chorus proud;

Great waves of music shook the air

From organs pulsing with the sound;

Hushed was the voice of sob and prayer,

As time touched the eternal bound:

To the dead monarch earth was dimmed,

But the golden portals brighter beamed.

Sad no more,

The Old Year reached the golden door,

Just as the hours with crystal clang

Aside the shining portals bent

And murmuring 'mong the spheres there rang

The chorus of earth's acknowledgment:

One had passed out at the golden door,

And one had gone in forevermore!