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In a far away glen of the hills	A
Where the bird of the night is at rest	B
Shut in from the thunder that fills	A
The fog hidden caves of the west	B
In a sound of the leaf and the lute	C
Of the wind on the quiet lagoon	D
I stand like a worshipper mute	C
In the flow of a marvellous tune	D
And the song that is sweet to my sense	E
Is Nearer my God unto Thee	F
But it carries me sorrowing hence	E
To a grave by the cliffs of the sea	F
So many have gone that I loved	G
So few of the fathers remain	H
That where in old seasons I moved	I
I could never be happy again	J
In the breaks of this beautiful psalm	K
With its deep its devotional tone	L
And hints of ineffable calm	M
I feel like a stranger alone	L
No wonder my eyes are so dim	N
Your trouble is heavy on me	F
O widow and daughter of him	N
Who sleeps in the grave by the sea	F
	-
The years have been hard that have pressed	B
On a head full of premature grey	O
Since Stenhouse went down to his rest	B
And Harpur was taken away	O
In the soft yellow evening ends	P
The wind of the water is faint	Q
By the home of the last of my friends	P
The shrine of the father and saint	Q
The tenderness touching the grace	R
Of Ridley no more is for me	F
And flowers have hidden the face	R
Of the brother who sleeps by the sea	F
	-
The vehement voice of the South	S
Is loud where the journalist lies	T
But calm hath encompassed his mouth	S
And sweet is the peace in his eyes	T
Called hence by the Power who knows	U
When the work of a hero is done	V
He turned at the message and rose	U
With the harness of diligence on	W
In the midst of magnificent toil	X
He bowed at the holy decree	F
And green is the grass on the soil	X
Of the grave by the cliffs of the sea	F
	-
I knew him indeed and I knew	Y
Having suffered so much in his day	O
What a beautiful nature and true	Y
In Bennett was hidden away	O
In the folds of a shame without end	Z
When the lips of the scorner were curled	A2
I found in this brother a friend	Z
The last that was left in the world	A2
Ah under the surface austere	B2
Compassion was native to thee	F
I send from my solitude here	C2
This rose for the grave by the sea	F
	-
To the high the heroic intent	D2
Of a life that was never at rest	B
He held with a courage unspent	D2
Through the worst of his days and the best	B
Far back in the years that are dead	E2
He knew of the bitterness cold	F2
That saddens with silver the head	E2
And makes a man suddenly old	F2
The dignity gracing his grief	G2
Was ever a lesson to me	F
He lies under blossom and leaf	G2
In a grave by the cliffs of the sea	F
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Above him the wandering face	R
Of the moon is a loveliness now	H2
And anthems encompass the place	R
From lutes of the luminous bough	H2
The forelands are fiery with foam	I2
Where often and often he roved	F2
He sleeps in the sight of the home	I2
That he built by the waters he loved	F2
The wave is his fellow at night	F2
And the sun shining over the lea	F
Sheds out an unspeakable light	F2
On this grave by the cliffs of the sea	F

Henry Kendall

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