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First Line: Dead - even he. They told me, and that day
Last Line: Great dead belong to any humble heart.
Alternate Author Name(s): Wilson, Charlotte
Subject(s): Death; Grief; Dead, The; Sorrow; Sadness


Dead -- even he. They told me, and that day
Somehow my dreams went wailing, lost in space,
Finding the beggared earth a homeless place,
When, as death's violence to that vital clay
Slipped from my heart (as, heaven be thanked, it may),
I saw his passing had but served to trace
A subtler line in life's mysterious face:
He is more friendly since he went away.

Grief is the treasure of his own: but I
Who only touched his garment's hem, draw near
And find in him increasingly my part --
Fall into step, bespeak his company!
Living, the nearest claim them: but the dear
Great dead belong to any humble heart.





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