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Two Friends.
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Should he find him lying
Stiff and stark?
Should he find him dying?
Hark! oh, hark!
Whose the voice that falls there,
On his ear?
Whose the name it calls there,
Full and clear?
Face to face thus meeting,
Hand to hand,
In that moment greeting,
Dumb they stand,
With full hearts outgoing,
Each to each,
With full eyes o'erflowing
For their speech.
What! they'd once contended,
Blindly thought
