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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=339731" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>All-Saints' Day (1868)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Never to weary more, nor suffer sorrow,—<br>Their strife all over, and their work all done:<br>At peace—and only waiting for the morrow;<br>Heaven's rest and rapture even now begun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So tired once! long fetter'd, sorely burden'd,<br>Ye struggled hard and well for your release;<br>Ye fought in faith and love—and ye are guerdon'd,<br>O happy souls! for now ye are at peace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No more of pain, no more of bitter weeping!<br>For us a darkness and an empty place,<br>Somewhere a little dust—in angels' keeping—<br>A blessèd memory of a vanish'd face.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For us the lonely path, the daily toiling,<br>The din and strife of battle, never still'd;<br>For us the wounds, the hunger, and the soiling,—<br>The utter, speechless longing, unfulfill'd.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For us the army camp'd upon the mountains,<br>Unseen, yet fighting with our Syrian foes,—<br>The heaven-sent manna and the wayside fountains,<br>The hope and promise, sweetening our woes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For them the joyous spirit, freely ranging<br>Green hills and fields where never mortal trod;<br>For them the light unfading and unchanging,<br>The perfect quietness—the peace of God.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For both, a dim, mysterious, distant greeting;<br>For both, at Jesus' cross, a drawing near;<br>At Eucharistic gate a blessed meeting,<br>When angels and archangels worship here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For both, God grant, an everlasting union,<br>When sin shall pass away and tears shall cease;<br>For both the deep and full and true communion,<br>For both the happy life that is “at peace.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ada+Cambridge">Ada Cambridge</a><div class=q>
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At peace—and only waiting for the morrow;
Heaven's rest and rapture even now begun.

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