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In Memoriam A.H.H.

         
            XXXIII.
             
      O thou that after toil and storm
          Mayst seem to have reach’d a purer air,
          Whose faith has centre everywhere,
      Nor cares to fix itself to form,

      Leave thou thy sister when she prays,
          Her early Heaven, her happy views;
          Nor thou with shadow’d hint confuse
      A life that leads melodious days.

      Her faith thro’ form is pure as thine,
          Her hands are quicker unto good:
          Oh, sacred be the flesh and blood
      To which she links a truth divine!

      See thou, that countest reason ripe
          In holding by the law within,
          Thou fail not in a world of sin,
      And ev’n for want of such a type.
       


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