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THE dead return I know they do	A
The glad smile may have passed from view	A
The ringing voice that cheered us so	B
In that remembered long ago	B
Be stilled and yet in sweeter ways	C
It speaks to us throughout our days	C
The kindly father comes again	D
To guide us through the haunts of men	D
And always near their sons to greet	E
Are lingering the mothers sweet	E
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About us wheresoe'er we tread	F
Hover the spirits of our dead	F
We cannot see them as we could	G
In bygone days when near they stood	G
And shared the joys and griefs that came	H
But they are with us just the same	H
They see us as we plod along	I
And proudly smile when we are strong	I
And sigh and grieve the selfsame way	J
When thoughtlessly we go astray	J
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I sometimes think it hurts the dead	F
When into sin and shame we're led	F
And that they feel a thrill divine	K
When we've accomplished something fine	K
And sometimes thoughts that come at night	L
Seem more like messages that might	L
Have whispered been by one we love	M
Whose spirit has been called above	M
So wise the counsel it must be	N
That all we are the dead can see	N
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The dead return They come to share	O
Our laughter and our bit of care	O
They glory as they used to do	A
When we are splendid men and true	A
In all the joy that we have won	P
And they are proud of what we've done	P
They suffer when we suffer woe	B
All things about us here they know	B
And though we never see them here	Q
Their spirits hover very near	R

Edgar Albert Guest

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