THE DEAD.

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Tur dead--,he dead-tney return TO more.
With the gentle Tone and the smile OF gore
They come not again from their homes oil resi-,
To light up Joy in the lonely breast;
They leave not the starry fields on high,
To call the smile to the weary eye,
They note us not; and the tears we sheu,
Unheeded fall by the buried dead.


They that were wont in Joy TO throng
With the light free foot, and the voice e song
with the Glad yuung heart, like summer rlil
That flashes in brightness round The hiil,
MAKING sweet music where'er 1t flows,
Nv The wi,her'd leaf, or the budding rese
IKE the sound and sight, from the brig rlli De
Was the heart, and voice, of the buried dead
Rut thew have pass'd like the glcam oil light


That tinpes the west, ere the shades OF night


paesinr IN brightness beauty and bloom


From dreary world of darkness and gloom


The shadows gather around their track


Rut the angel spirits turn not back


The clouds remain, and the Light has heo'


Ru, dny hath pas, with the buried dead.


But we that lincer by some old haunt


That was won: TO echo their voices chant


Or stand by the stream. and in thought retra'e
n, ;,s clnssy bosom the vanishd face;


Or mark on the grass, by the dewdr9ps we''
Their very footprints efiaceless yet
II seemeth the ground they were wont TO "eau'
Was weeping still for the buried dead.
| The dead-the dead Oh! we sadly yearn
| For those who can never more return,
Who made. in our lives, those brighter hours'
| Tha, came hut To whisper of sun and mowers
| There seem'd for ever a Joy 10 dwell
| Wbere'er the light of their glad hearts ieH'
| But sorrow alene is left to shed
| A requiem sigh for the buried dead