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Yes, there's one otherWho misses you, too,The master you carriedSo long, faithful one,Who mourns youNow, but yourWork is done.
There's an empty stallIn the barn today,There's a sorrowing heart,Is it always the wayThat what we loveMost, is taken?
Good-bye, Dukie Boy!You are "only a horse,"And they say: be thankfulIt is no worse;"And we are, butWe miss you all the same,With a sorrow, Duke.We cannot name.And so I'll be quietAnd mourn alone,But it seems as ifA friend were gone!




TO BABY. (Who died.)
Thou wert too frail a thingEarth's woes to brave,And the soul returnedTo the God who gave,Like some sweet flowerWe watched the bud unfold,Only to droop and fadeAway, touched by the cold.
Sleep, softly sleep!Life's journey o'er,Safe with the angelsThou art evermore.Rest, sweetly rest!Out from the nightSo dark you wentTo the Eternal light.Farewell, sweet babe,Our loss, thy gain,For earth's paths but paveThe way Heaven'sPerfection to attain.Safe from all pain,On the Saviour's breast."Free" from all care.Rest, sweetly rest!

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