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14 And ye who stood above their graves,
 * Your saddened hearts with anguish torn,

And deemed the burden Heaven sent,
 * Too heavy to be borne

Have learned at last, as I once learned,
 * The burden of old Quinte’s song

That life’s great lesson is “to live,
 * To suffer, and be strong.”

O, friends of vanished childhood’s days
 * Who dwell on Quinte’s sunlit shore,

Across the intervening years
 * I greet you all once more

Whilst all my heart goes out in prayer,
 * May peace and joy with you abide

And God be with the friends who dwell
 * By pleasant Quinte’s side.