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LINES SUGGESTED ON READING THE SUDDEN DEATH OF MISS P. A. P.
MOURN not for your loved one,
Her spirit will live;
Not the gem but the casket
To earth you must give—
Ere the rose-leaves had faded
From her spirit's young dream;
Her virtues, so spotless,
In Heaven will beam.

Weep not for your loved one,
She's gone to her rest;
Lay flowers, sweet flowers,
On her innocent breast;
For seraphs are keeping
Their watch o'er her now—
I see their smiles playing
On her sinless young brow.

And you, stricken school-mates,
While bending in prayer,
Though her presence has left you,
Her spirit's still there;