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You think them "out of reach," your dead?
Nay, by my own dead, I deny / Your "out of reach. " -- Be comforted: / 'Tis not so far to die.
O by their dear remembered smiles / And outheld hands and welcoming speech, / They wait for us, thousands of miles / This side of "out-of-reach. "