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In Memoriam A.H.H.

         
            CXIII.
             
      ’Tis held that sorrow makes us wise;
          Yet how much wisdom sleeps with thee
          Which not alone had guided me,
      But served the seasons that may rise;

      For can I doubt, who knew thee keen
          In intellect, with force and skill
          To strive, to fashion, to fulfil–
      I doubt not what thou wouldst have been:

      A life in civic action warm,
          A soul on highest mission sent,
          A potent voice of Parliament,
      A pillar steadfast in the storm,

      Should licensed boldness gather force,
          Becoming, when the time has birth,
          A lever to uplift the earth
      And roll it in another course,

      With thousand shocks that come and go,
          With agonies, with energies,
          With overthrowings, and with cries,
      And undulations to and fro.
       


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