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Thus, after while, the vacant chairs
Glad memories shall fill,
And no reproachful thought shall come
Our lonely hearts to chill,
Because of sweet forbearance shown,
When they were with us still.


GOOD NIGHT
We say it lisping,—warmed by Mother's smile,
Our eyelids close for just a little while;
To lovely dreamland it the door unbars,
Where safe we rest,—our sentinels the stars.

We say it softly,—scarce do lips repeat
The tender word so fraught with meaning sweet;
'Neath silver lamps, whilst faint the zephyrs blow,
We taste the bliss Love only can bestow.

We say it sobbing—hope is lost in fear,
The night has come,—all unrestrained the tear;
With handclasp dose that more than words can say,
We wait—together—part, ere dawn of day.


"THY LEFT HAND"
Think a thought for others,
Wise or true or kind;
Then, forget such thinking
Ever filled thy mind.

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