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Rh For the voice grew clear in her ears, While she gladdened our daily sight; The shadow slipt from the years, Till she vanished between our tears And fled out into the light. A soul of music and wind, A spirit of radiant mirth, A heart that thrilled to its kind, A life with our lives entwined, An ecstacy fled from earth. We meet our loss as we may; We turn to our toils again; But a glory has passed from the day, And all that we think or say Bears a hidden sense of pain. Yet we look on time's swift stream No more with a faithless eye, Nor of life and death can deem That the sleep forgets the dream, Who have seen our dear one die. From the cloud-land whither she passed, Where her passing left a rift, A glimmer of light is cast On our paths, and we hold it fast, As we treasure her latest gift.