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Rh There were glittering mansions around us, Which we fain would have claimed for our own : But on each was a name, writ in letters of flame, And the name was a name unknown. Then we sorrowful grew, being strangers, And you looked in my face, and you said, " Is this Heaven indeed ? but I still am in need. Is this life ? then I fain were dead." We went wandering, wandering, wandering, Far away from the shining throne ; For on all who stood there was a garment so fair, And the garb was a garb unknown. Then one came to us, radiant with greeting, But he spoke with a tongue unknown, And we saw that his lips had been touched as with fire, And his brow with a white white stone. Then he led us away to the portal, Led us out by the pearly gate ; With a wave of the hand he commanded to stand Where he left us, to stand, and wait.