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Gamaliel Bradford

(9 October 1863 - 11 April 1932 / Boston, Massachusetts)

The Congregation


The ghost of night's long hours depart
In congregation dreary,
And leave my sorrow-trampled heart
Intolerably weary.

But Chirpings bright in dewy woods
Foretell divine tomorrows,
And little birds are very good
To dissipate great sorrows.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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