And flowers will bloom,—but we shall miss

A fragrance and a beauty

That brightened for us here and there

The sombre path of duty.

And friends will greet us on our way,

But we shall miss the sweetness

Of a fair presence that hath made

So much of life's completeness.

And yet 'tis well; we give thee joy,

And pray with this caressing;

That love and peace without alloy

May be thy bridal blessing.

[Pg 32]

[Pg 32]

 A LIFE WORK

IN MEMORY OF DANIEL HILL

He heard the cry of man enslaved

In bonds and servile toil;

And gave his voice for freedom till

The "Freedman" tilled "free-soil."

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