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ay shed brighter rays
Than when it roseand threescore years and ten
May wear a beauty that youth fails to reach:
The beauty of a fitness for the skies--
Such nearness to the angelsthat their song
Peace and good will like key-tone rules the soul [link widoczny dla zalogowanych],
And the pure reflex of their smile illumes
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The meekly lifted brow.
She taught us this,--
And then went home.
MISS ALICE BECKWITH,
Died at Hartford, September 23d, 1859.
The beautiful hath fled
To join the spirit-train;
Earth interposed with strong array,
Love stretch'd his arms to bar her way [link widoczny dla zalogowanych],
All [link widoczny dla zalogowanych],--all in vain.
There was a bridal hope
Before her crown'd with flowers;
The orange blossoms took the hue
With which the cypress dank with dew
Darkeneth our bowers.
Affections strong and warm
Sprang round her gentle way,
Young Childhood [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], with a moisten'd eye,
And Friendship's tenderest sympathy
Watch'd her decay.
Disease around her couch
Long held a tyrant sway,
Till vanished from her cheek, the rose [link widoczny dla zalogowanych],
And the fair flesh like vernal s
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