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First Line: My son, forget not'-reading thus begun
Last Line: That we should see each other's face no more.


"MY son, forget not"—reading thus begun
The teacher of us all, and then the prayer
He lifted in the hushed and hallowed air
For blessing on the work that had been done.
Also he seemed to say: "Thy feet must run
Hence to the goal through dangers everywhere;
Honor, and wisdom, and the tempter's snare,
And life's great end, forget thou not, my son."
Ah! as we saw the western splendor fall
Earthward that night, and fill the open door,
With Christ anew transfigured on the wall,
We sorrowed in our hearts, revolving o'er
So many memories; but, most of all,
That we should see each other's face no more.





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