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Through The Long Days
(8 October 1838 – 1 July 1905 / Salem, Indiana)

Through The Long Days

Through the long days and years
What will my loved one be,
Parted from me?-
Through the long days and years.

Always as then she was
Loveliest, brightest, best,
Blessing and blest,-
Always as then she was.

Never on earth again
Shall I before her stand,
Touch lip or hand,-
Never on earth again.

But while my darling lives
Peaceful I journey on,
Not quite alone,
Not while my darling lives.

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