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He Held No Dream Worth Waking So He Said H

He Held No Dream Worth Waking So He Said
He Who Stands Now On Death"S Triumphal Steep
Awakened Out Of Life Wherein We Sleep
And Dream Of What He Knows And Sees Being Dead.
But Never Death For Him Was Dark Or Dread
"Look Forth " He Bade The Soul And Fear Not. Weep
All Ye That Trust Not In His Truth And Keep
Vain Memory"S Vision Of A Vanished Head
As All That Lives Of All That Once Was He
Save That Which Lightens From His Word But We
Who Seeing The Sunset Colored Waters Roll
Yet Know The Sun Subdued Not Of The Sea
Nor Weep Nor Doubt That Still The Spirit Is Whole
And Life And Death But Shadows Of The Soul.
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