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BURIAL OF AN
Peace on thy bosom! Faith and heavenly hope
Unto thy spirit! Fare thee well a while!
We must be pilgrims of the woods again,
After this mournful hour.
[He goes out with the child. Agnes kneels in prayer. After a time, voices without are heard singing
THE FUNERAL HYMN.
Where the long reeds quiver,
Where the pines make moan,
By the forest river,
Sleeps our babe alone.
Cypress shadows o'er him darkly wave.