RELEASERespectfully Dedicated To My Father
MY work on earth at last is done, The sunset of my life begun;And I upon a lonely way Wend feeble steps at close of day.The dying sun in tender light Kisses the earth a soft good-night;Darkness of night comes on apace, Millions of stars in boundless spaceCome gleaming with the rising moon, Whose silv'ry lustrous shining rayMakes night more beautiful than day.
And over hill and over dale Resounding echoes from the valeCarry the moans of human wail; And near a hidden quiet nook,I lay me down with one last look. As in a dream I cross a shore,Me thinks I've dwelt there long afore, And see the portals all ajar,
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