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    SONGS FROM THE WAYSIDE   Table of Contents     UNCLE RUBE'S DEFENSE.

Thompson, Clara Ann
Songs From the Wayside

- TO MY DEAD BROTHER

TO MY DEAD BROTHER



How silently the years have sped away,
Drifting me off from childhood's
sunny time,
Since angels bore thy pure white soul away,
On swift bright wings, to realms of
fairer day,
And purer clime.

And still my heart, dear brother, yearns
for thee,
When friends seem cold, and life and
earth so drear,
Thou wert my hero, ever true to me;
Though other brothers loved I tenderly,
Thou wert most clear.

Ofttimes when death seems cold and grim
to me,
I cling to earth, with all its wasting care,
I think: That Messenger once came to
thee;
And then I dare to brave eternity,
For thou art there.
raster
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And when, at last, the toil of life all o'er,
I stand by Jordan's surging, swelling, tide,
Methinks our Lord will send thee to the shore,
To guide thy falt' ring, timid, sister o'er,
To heaven's side.
raster
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    SONGS FROM THE WAYSIDE   Table of Contents     UNCLE RUBE'S DEFENSE.