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The step will be feeble, its ariness gone,
And the roses Of youth will be pallid and wan
And the brightness fade from the sunken eye,
And the graces of manhood will wither and die.
But there is a scene, as good men teach,
Where the chill ofmy bl,ghting blast never can


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Where the virtues and graces that dwelt with


man,
In more perfect beauty shall bloom again
Where the winter of age shall forever be o'cT,
And the storm of death shall wther no more.


1st December, 1926