<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420560" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lines On The Death Of S. Oliver Torrey</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">SECRETARY OF THE BOSTON YOUNG MEN'S ANTI-SLAVERY SOCIETY.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gone before us, O our brother,<br>To the spirit-land!<br>Vainly look we for another<br>In thy place to stand.<br>Who shall offer youth and beauty<br>On the wasting shrine<br>Of a stern and lofty duty,<br>With a faith like thine?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, thy gentle smile of greeting<br>Who again shall see?<br>Who amidst the solemn meeting<br>Gaze again on thee?<br>Who when peril gathers o'er us,<br>Wear so calm a brow?<br>Who, with evil men before us,<br>So serene as thou?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Early hath the spoiler found thee,<br>Brother of our love!<br>Autumn's faded earth around thee,<br>And its storms above!<br>Evermore that turf lie lightly,<br>And, with future showers,<br>O'er thy slumbers fresh and brightly<br>Blow the summer flowers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the locks thy forehead gracing,<br>Not a silvery streak;<br>Nor a line of sorrow's tracing<br>On thy fair young cheek;<br>Eyes of light and lips of roses,<br>Such as Hylas wore,--<br>Over all that curtain closes,<br>Which shall rise no more!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Will the vigil Love is keeping<br>Round that grave of thine,<br>Mournfully, like Jazer weeping<br>Over Sibmah's vine;<br>Will the pleasant memories, swelling<br>Gentle hearts, of thee,<br>In the spirit's distant dwelling<br>All unheeded be?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If the spirit ever gazes,<br>From its journeyings, back;<br>If the immortal ever traces<br>O'er its mortal track;<br>Wilt thou not, O brother, meet us<br>Sometimes on our way,<br>And, in hours of sadness, greet us<br>As a spirit may?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Peace be with thee, O our brother,<br>In the spirit-land<br>Vainly look we for another<br>In thy place to stand.<br>Unto Truth and Freedom giving<br>All thy early powers,<br>Be thy virtues with the living,<br>And thy spirit ours!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Greenleaf+Whittier">John Greenleaf Whittier</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420560" data-title="Lines On The Death Of S. Oliver Torrey de John Greenleaf Whittier" data-description="SECRETARY OF THE BOSTON YOUNG MEN'S ANTI-SLAVERY SOCIETY. Gone before us, O our brother, To the spirit-land! Vainly look we for another In thy place to stand. Who shall offer youth and beauty On the wasting shrine Of a stern and lofty duty, With ..."></div> </div> </div>

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