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lady white ridley.
The Silent gates have shut her from your sight;
The earth has closed above her gentle breast;
But while we walk in darkness, she has light,
And while you are aweary, she's at rest;
Here is the compensation for your loss—
She wears the crown, the while you bear the cross.
The earth has closed above her gentle breast;
But while we walk in darkness, she has light,
And while you are aweary, she's at rest;
Here is the compensation for your loss—
She wears the crown, the while you bear the cross.
Death is not dissolution; the last breath
Emancipates the soul from bondage here;
We know not life as yet, it comes through death,
And perfect Faith, like love, casts out all fear.
O hearts bereaved! be comforted, for she
Has passed through death to Immortality.
Emancipates the soul from bondage here;
We know not life as yet, it comes through death,
And perfect Faith, like love, casts out all fear.
O hearts bereaved! be comforted, for she
Has passed through death to Immortality.
