Rossiter Worthington Raymond
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One more from earth to heaven ascends;
Yet earth and heaven do lie so near
That still we walk with unseen friends
And our beloved still are here!
We feel upon our foreheads still
Their hands, we strive in vain to reach
While with the words of love they fill
The silence which is love's own speech.
The mystery thus we learn at last,
Uniting earth's divided lives,
That, all things mortal being passed,
Immortal, changeless love survives!
Sinning, and doubting overmuch,
Too oft we lose the vision clear,
The hearing keen, the subtle ...