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[122] Then let us stretch our hands in darkness,
     And call our loved ones o'er and o'er;
Some day their arms shall close about us,
     And the old voices speak once more.

No dreary splendors wait our coming
     Where rapt ghost sits from ghost apart;
Homeward we go to Heaven's thanksgiving.
     The harvest-gathering of the heart.


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