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REQUIEM.
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REQUIEM.


To what bright world afar didst thou belong,
Thou whose pure soul seemed not of mortal birth?
From what fair clime of flowers and love and song,
Cam’st thou, a star beam to our shadowed earth?
What hadst thou done, sweet spirit, in that sphere,
      That thou wert banished here!

Here, where our blossoms early fade and die,
Where autumn frosts despoil our loveliest bowers,
Where song goes up to heaven an anguished cry
From wounded hearts, like perfume from crushed flowers;
Where Love despairing waits and weeps in vain,
      His Psyche to regain.

Thou cam’st not unattended on thy way;—
Spirits of grace and beauty, joy and love,
Were with thee ever, bearing each some ray
From the far home that thou hadst left above;
And ever at thy side, upon our sight
      Gleamed forth their wings of light.