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Green Fields and Running Brooks, and Other Poems

THE HEREAFTER.

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Hereafter! O we need not waste Our smiles or tears, whatever befall: No happiness but holds a taste Of something sweeter, after all;— No depth of agony but feels Some fragment of abiding trust,— Whatever death unlocks or seals, The mute beyond is just.

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