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IN WASHINGTON.
There she, with all her earthly troubles told,
And freed from all this weight of want and care,
No longer wan and old, and poor and unconsoled,
Shall be a radiant angel, young and fair.
And freed from all this weight of want and care,
No longer wan and old, and poor and unconsoled,
Shall be a radiant angel, young and fair.
And if, enfranchised from this dreary maze,
I, too, shall come into that rest serene,
And meet her, as she strays along the pleasant ways
Amid the waters still and pastures green,
I, too, shall come into that rest serene,
And meet her, as she strays along the pleasant ways
Amid the waters still and pastures green,
Dowered with the deathless youth of Paradise,
I wonder if my memory will be true,—
If, looking in her eyes, my own will recognize
The Old Match-vender of the Avenue?
I wonder if my memory will be true,—
If, looking in her eyes, my own will recognize
The Old Match-vender of the Avenue?
