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an old man's reminiscence.
Yet, aged pilgrim, dry the tear, suppress the rising sigh,
Look upward, onward, to the scenes of immortality;
Fleet be the moments, if they bear in their resistless flight,
The spirit on to that pure world of blessedness and light.

There are thy loved ones gathered safe, in beauty side by side,
And there the partner of thy life, thy manhood's gentle bride;
Fair as she stood in that bright hour, this day recalled to mind,
A little season gone before, a better rest to find;
And thou, when death shall close thine eye, in heaven that rest will share,
And find the tie once broken here, indissoluble there.