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Let naught disturb our harmony of soul,
Let nothing come between thy heart and mine,
But let the circling years, as on they roll,
Still bring us more of sympathy divine.

We are but one remove from heavenly birth,—
Let heavenly truth be on each lip and brow;
Let us be free,—let not the dust of earth
Weigh down the white wings of our spirits now.

So when we tread Eternity's dim shore
Our souls may know each other, and rejoice
That no disguise in earthly life they wore,
And spirit voice may answer spirit voice!