The Dead

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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - Non-Music, Poetry (Literature)

The Dead

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How they so softly rest, All they the holy ones, Unto whose dwelling-place Now doth my soul draw near! How they so softly rest, All in their silent graves, Deep to corruption Slowly don-sinking! And they no longer weep, Here, where complaint is still! And they no longer feel, Here, where all gladness flies! And, by the cypresses Softly o'ershadowed Until the Angel Calls them, they slumber!

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  • Henry Wadsworth Longfellow