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Oh! never say, name not the dead,
 It soothes the sufferer's lot
To whisper in the dying ear
 "Thou shalt not be forgot."

Name not the dead! Oh, speak not so,
 The low voice seems to say,
Of one who like a dream of bliss
 Passed from our earth away.

Then never say, name not the dead,
 Their memory is given
To link the chain good spirits weave
 Between our souls and heaven.

No! never say, name not the dead,
 These gentle accents come
From lips long since in silence sealed,
 The silence of the tomb.