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'Tis a bleak wild hill but green and bright	A
In the summer warmth and the mid day light	A
There's the hum of the bee and the chirp of the wren	B
And the dash of the brook from the alder glen	B
There's the sound of a bell from the scattered flock	C
And the shade of the beech lies cool on the rock	C
And fresh from the west is the free wind's breath	D
There is nothing here that speaks of death	D
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Far yonder where orchards and gardens lie	E
And dwellings cluster 'tis there men die	E
They are born they die and are buried near	F
Where the populous grave yard lightens the bier	G
For strict and close are the ties that bind	H
In death the children of human kind	H
Yea stricter and closer than those of life	I
'Tis a neighbourhood that knows no strife	I
They are noiselessly gathered friend and foe	J
To the still and dark assemblies below	J
Without a frown or a smile they meet	K
Each pale and calm in his winding sheet	K
In that sullen home of peace and gloom	L
Crowded like guests in a banquet room	L
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Yet there are graves in this lonely spot	M
Two humble graves but I meet them not	M
I have seen them eighteen years are past	N
Since I found their place in the brambles last	N
The place where fifty winters ago	J
An aged man in his locks of snow	J
And an aged matron withered with years	O
Were solemnly laid but not with tears	P
For none who sat by the light of their hearth	Q
Beheld their coffins covered with earth	R
Their kindred were far and their children dead	S
When the funeral prayer was coldly said	S
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Two low green hillocks two small gray stones	T
Rose over the place that held their bones	T
But the grassy hillocks are levelled again	B
And the keenest eye might search in vain	U
'Mong briers and ferns and paths of sheep	V
For the spot where the aged couple sleep	V
	-
Yet well might they lay beneath the soil	W
Of this lonely spot that man of toil	W
And trench the strong hard mould with the spade	X
Where never before a grave was made	X
For he hewed the dark old woods away	Y
And gave the virgin fields to the day	Y
And the gourd and the bean beside his door	Z
Bloomed where their flowers ne'er opened before	Z
And the maize stood up and the bearded rye	E
Bent low in the breath of an unknown sky	E
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'Tis said that when life is ended here	G
The spirit is borne to a distant sphere	F
That it visits its earthly home no more	Z
Nor looks on the haunts it loved before	Z
But why should the bodiless soul be sent	A2
Far off to a long long banishment	B2
Talk not of the light and the living green	C2
It will pine for the dear familiar scene	C2
It will yearn in that strange bright world to behold	D2
The rock and the stream it knew of old	D2
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'Tis a cruel creed believe it not	M
Death to the good is a milder lot	M
They are here they are here that harmless pair	E2
In the yellow sunshine and flowing air	E2
In the light cloud shadows that slowly pass	F2
In the sounds that rise from the murmuring grass	F2
They sit where their humble cottage stood	G2
They walk by the waving edge of the wood	G2
And list to the long accustomed flow	J
Of the brook that wets the rocks below	J
Patient and peaceful and passionless	F2
As seasons on seasons swiftly press	F2
They watch and wait and linger around	H2
Till the day when their bodies shall leave the ground	H2

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