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Dead art thou? No more dead than was the maid / Over whose couch the saving God did stand -- / "She is not dead but sleepeth," said, / And took her by the hand!
Thee knowledge never from Life's pathway wiled, / But following still where life's great father led, / He turned, and taking up his child, / Raised thee too from the dead,
O living, thou hast passed thy second birth, / Found all things new, and some things lovely strange; / But thou wilt not forget the earth, / Or in thy loving change!