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THERE IS A CALM FOR THOSE WHO WEEP,
A REST FOR WEARY PILGRIMS FOUND:
THEY SOFTLY LIE AND SWEETLY SLEEP
LOW IN THE GROUND.

THE STORM THAT WRECKS THE WINTER SKY
NO MORE DISTURBS THEIR DEEP REPOSE
THAN SUMMER EVENING'S LATEST SIGH
THAT SHUTS THE ROSE.

MONTGOMERY