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Andrew Macphail, comp.  The Book of Sorrow.  1916.
 
XIII. Farewell
A Voice from afar
By John Henry Newman (1801–1890)
 
  WEEP not for me;—
Be blithe as wont, nor tinge with gloom
The stream of love that circles home,
  Light hearts and free!
Joy in the gifts Heaven’s bounty lends;        5
  Nor miss my face, dear friends!
 
  I still am near;—
Watching the smiles I prized on earth,
Your converse mild, your blameless mirth;
  Now too I hear        10
Of whisper’d sounds the tale complete,
  Low prayers, and musings sweet.
 
  A sea before
The Throne is spread;—its pure still glass
Pictures all earth-scenes as they pass.        15
  We, on its shore,
Share, in the bosom of our rest,
  God’s knowledge, and are blest.
 
 
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