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In Memoriam A.H.H.
In
those sad words I took farewell:
Like echoes in sepulchral halls,
As drop by drop the water falls
In
vaults and catacombs, they fell;
And,
falling, idly broke the peace
Of hearts that beat from day to day,
Half-conscious of their dying clay,
And
those cold crypts where they shall cease.
The
high Muse answer’d: ‘Wherefore grieve
Thy brethren with a fruitless tear?
Abide a little longer here,
And
thou shalt take a nobler leave.’
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