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Year after year the artist wrought	A
With earnest loving care	B
The music flooding all his soul	C
To pour upon the air	B
	-
For this no metal was too rare	B
He counted not the cost	D
Nor deemed the years in which he toiled	E
As labor vainly lost	F
	-
When morning flushed with crimson light	G
The golden gates of day	H
He longed to fill the air with chimes	I
Sweet as a matin's lay	H
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And when the sun was sinking low	J
Within the distant West	K
He gladly heard the bells he wrought	A
Herald the hour of rest	K
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The music of a thousand harps	L
Could never be so dear	M
As when those solemn chants and thrills	N
Fell on his list'ning ear	O
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He poured his soul into their chimes	I
And felt his toil repaid	P
He called them children of his soul	C
His home a'near them made	P
	-
But evil days came on apace	Q
War spread his banner wide	R
And from his village snatched away	H
The artist's love and pride	R
	-
At dewy morn and stilly eve	S
The chimes no more he heard	T
With dull and restless agony	U
His spirit's depths was stirred	T
	-
A weary longing filled his soul	C
It bound him like a spell	V
He left his home to seek the chimes	I
The chimes he loved so well	V
	-
Where lofty fanes in grandeur rose	W
Upon his ear there fell	V
No music like the long lost chimes	I
Of his beloved bell	V
	-
And thus he wandered year by year	M
Touched by the hand of time	X
Seeking to hear with anxious heart	Y
Each well remembered chime	X
	-
And to that worn and weary heart	Y
There came a glad surcease	I
He heard again the dear old chimes	I
And smiled and uttered peace	I
	-
The chimes the chimes the old man cried	R
I hear their tones at last	Z
A sudden rapture filled his heart	Y
And all his cares were past	Z
	-
Yes peace had come with death's sweet calm	A2
His journeying was o'er	B2
The weary restless wanderer	B2
Had reached the restful shore	C2
	-
It may be that he met again	D2
Enfolded in the air	B
The dear old chimes beside the gates	I
Where all is bright and fair	B
	-
That he who crossed and bowed his head	E2
When Angelus was sung	F2
In clearer light touched golden harps	I
By angel fingers strung	F2

Frances E. W. Harper

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