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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=477933" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To The Memory Of Mary Young</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">GOD has his plans, and what if we<br>With our sight be too blind to see<br>Their full fruition; cannot he,<br>Who made it, solve the mystery?<br>One whom we loved has fall'n asleep,<br>Not died; although her calm be deep,<br>Some new, unknown, and strange surprise<br>In Heaven holds enrapt her eyes.<br>And can you blame her that her gaze<br>Is turned away from earthly ways,<br>When to her eyes God's light and love<br>Have giv'n the view of things above?<br>A gentle spirit sweetly good,<br>The pearl of precious womanhood;<br>Who heard the voice of duty clear,<br>And found her mission soon and near.<br>She loved all nature, flowers fair,<br>The warmth of sun, the kiss of air,<br>The birds that filled the sky with song,<br>The stream that laughed its way along.<br>Her home to her was shrine and throne,<br>But one love held her not alone;<br>She sought out poverty and grief,<br>Who touched her robe and found relief.<br>So sped she in her Master's work,<br>Too busy and too brave to shirk,<br>When through the silence, dusk and dim,<br>God called her and she fled to him. <br>We wonder at the early call,<br>And tears of sorrow can but fall<br>For her o'er whom we spread the pall;<br>But faith, sweet faith, is over all.<br>The house is dust, the voice is dumb,<br>But through undying years to come,<br>The spark that glowed within her soul<br>Shall light our footsteps to the goal.<br>She went her way; but oh, she trod<br>The path that led her straight to God.<br>Such lives as this put death to scorn;<br>They lose our day to find God's morn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Paul+Laurence+Dunbar">Paul Laurence Dunbar</a><div class=q>
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With our sight be too blind to see
Their full fruition; cannot he,
Who made it, solve the mystery?
One whom we loved has fall'n asleep,
Not died; although her calm be deep,
Some new, unknown, and strange surprise
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