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'BRING out your dead ' The midnight street	A
Heard and gave back the hoarse low call	B
Harsh fell the tread of hasty feet	A
Glanced through the dark the coarse white sheet	A
Her coffin and her pall	C
'What only one ' the brutal hack man said	D
As with an oath he spurned away the dead	D
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How sunk the inmost hearts of all	B
As rolled that dead cart slowly by	E
With creaking wheel and harsh hoof fall	B
The dying turned him to the wall	B
To hear it and to die	E
Onward it rolled while oft its driver stayed	F
And hoarsely clamored 'Ho bring out your dead '	-
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It paused beside the burial place	G
'Toss in your load ' and it was done	H
With quick hand and averted face	G
Hastily to the grave's embrace	G
They cast them one by one	H
Stranger and friend the evil and the just	I
Together trodden in the churchyard dust	I
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And thou young martyr thou wast there	J
No white robed sisters round thee trod	K
Nor holy hymn nor funeral prayer	J
Rose through the damp and noisome air	J
Giving thee to thy God	K
Nor flower nor cross nor hallowed taper gave	L
Grace to the dead and beauty to the grave	L
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Yet gentle sufferer there shall be	M
In every heart of kindly feeling	N
A rite as holy paid to thee	M
As if beneath the convent tree	M
Thy sisterhood were kneeling	N
At vesper hours like sorrowing angels keeping	N
Their tearful watch around thy place of sleeping	N
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For thou wast one in whom the light	O
Of Heaven's own love was kindled well	P
Enduring with a martyr's might	O
Through weary day and wakeful night	O
Far more than words may tell	P
Gentle and meek and lowly and unknown	Q
Thy mercies measured by thy God alone	Q
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Where manly hearts were failing where	J
The throngful street grew foul with death	R
O high souled martyr thou wast there	J
Inhaling from the loathsome air	J
Poison with every breath	R
Yet shrinking not from offices of dread	D
For the wrung dying and the unconscious dead	D
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And where the sickly taper shed	D
Its light through vapors damp confined	S
Hushed as a seraph's fell thy tread	D
A new Electra by the bed	D
Of suffering human kind	S
Pointing the spirit in its dark dismay	T
To that pure hope which fadeth not away	T
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Innocent teacher of the high	E
And holy mysteries of Heaven	H
How turned to thee each glazing eye	E
In mute and awful sympathy	M
As thy low prayers were given	H
And the o'er hovering Spoiler wore the while	U
An angel's features a deliverer's smile	U
	-
A blessed task and worthy one	H
Who turning from the world as thou	V
Before life's pathway had begun	H
To leave its spring time flower and sun	H
Had sealed her early vow	V
Giving to God her beauty and her youth	W
Her pure affections and her guileless truth	W
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Earth may not claim thee Nothing here	X
Could be for thee a meet reward	Y
Thine is a treasure far more dear	Z
Eye hath not seen it nor the ear	X
Of living mortal heard	A2
The joys prepared the promised bliss above	B2
The holy presence of Eternal Love	B2
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Sleep on in peace The earth has not	C2
A nobler name than thine shall be	M
The deeds by martial manhood wrought	D2
The lofty energies of thought	D2
The fire of poesy	G
These have but frail and fading honors thine	E2
Shall Time unto Eternity consign	E2
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Yea and when thrones shall crumble down	F2
And human pride and grandeur fall	B
The herald's line of long renown	F2
The mitre and the kingly crown	F2
Perishing glories all	B
The pure devotion of thy generous heart	G2
Shall live in Heaven of which it was a part	G2

John Greenleaf Whittier

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