OF A SISTER
Lo! I had a dream last night, last night,
An angel was in white, all white.
Her eyes were like the stars above,
Her voice was like a cooing dove.
She bent above, and on my brow
A kiss was pressed; I feel it now.
You say what I would like to say,
But I was called before my day.
My life would've been a life of love
To Him; but I was called above.
So you must give to every one
For me, before your life is done.
I was so glad, you know, you know—
Because I loved—I loved her so.
I clung to her; she drew away;
And this is all she had to say:
Good-bye, good-bye, for I must go,
While you must think for me below.
An angel was in white, all white.
Her eyes were like the stars above,
Her voice was like a cooing dove.
She bent above, and on my brow
A kiss was pressed; I feel it now.
You say what I would like to say,
But I was called before my day.
My life would've been a life of love
To Him; but I was called above.
So you must give to every one
For me, before your life is done.
I was so glad, you know, you know—
Because I loved—I loved her so.
I clung to her; she drew away;
And this is all she had to say:
Good-bye, good-bye, for I must go,
While you must think for me below.
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