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 AT �AvB snnetimima, We lift our souls to thee,  niht-f11 on the sea, Watch us whshadows Far o'er the _ spread, water Hear t Thine too hath bled. Thou that haet Iook'd on death, Aid us when death is near. Whisper of heaven to faith, 8wqet mother, sweet mothe_r h, ar. Ora o nobb, ' " The we must roek our deep,' Or& toter oft,, Star of the '"' FAREWELL. , F,tasWk'Lt,---fa.'weH to thee, Araby's d0u4! ,,.. (Tls war .b!ed a.Peri hen .ath.the darkm;) -' ,. 1 '!arl ever lay under Ornan's green water,. 'nd' h'h'd all its mtmie and wither'd its Shall maids and their lovers remember the doMl her who lies sleepinf areonE the Pearl blinds, With noufht but tim su. eter to lht up her tem

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