Nearer and Dearer.
Nearer and dearer are the blessed dead Than we are wont to think, When with farewells and tears we bow the head Beside that solemn brink. Tall me, thou child of grief—const thou not seo With clearer eyes than then 1 Tell m®, if love —thy love—can ever be A thing of earth again ? Oh, eyes that God hath cleansed with sacred tears ! Oh, hearts by sorrow tuned ! Ye see and love as never all those years While ye with flesh communed.
Acd are they not, then, nearer whom we see With eyes no longer blind ? And is not love the sweeter, if it be Of an immortal kind ? Oh comforting, sweet thought—that, though we stand On death-divided shores. Love still can stretch to us its angel hand, And lay its heart on ours ! ,
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New Zealand Mail, Issue 897, 10 May 1889, Page 4
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137Nearer and Dearer. New Zealand Mail, Issue 897, 10 May 1889, Page 4
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