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DEPARTING.
Weep not for the dead! they lie
Safe from every changing sky;
Over them thou shalt not cry
   Any more.
Weep for him whose lessening sail,
Borne upon an outward gale,
Sees the beacon faint and fail
   On the shore.

Weep not for the dead: they sleep
Where no evil visions creep;
God hath sealed their slumber deep
   Till His day.
Weep for him who fleeth fast
On a fierce and alien blast,
Torn from all the haunted past,
   Far away.

He shall never see again
Home-lit valley, hill, or plain;