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the loved and lost.
Hark! on mine ear seraphic notes are ringing!
Your voices, loved ones, mingle in the lay;
Ye join the hymns which angel choirs are singing,
But, 'mid your songs, methinks I hear you say,—
"There is no darkness here, the clouds are riven,
The veil is lifted from our earthly eyes;
Would'st thou recall us from the light of heaven,
And all the ceaseless joys of Paradise?"

No! no! let mortal vision greet ye never;
Silence thy yearning, O repining heart!
Bliss, bliss unending, ye have gained for ever,
No more in earthly sorrow to have part;
Joy for the free and blessed! all unheeding
The world, its fleeting pleasures or its care;
Onward my soul, be then thine eager speeding,
To those pure realms, and join thy lost ones there.