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Poems (Denver)/The Sunshine falleth on thy Place of Rest

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by Mary Caroline Denver and Jane Campbell Denver
The Sunshine falleth on thy Place of Rest
4523952Poems — The Sunshine falleth on thy Place of RestMary Caroline Denver and Jane Campbell Denver

THE SUNSHINE FALLETH ON THY PLACE OF REST.
The sunshine falleth on thy place of rest,
But thee it warmeth not;
The grass is green above thy tranquil breast,
And thou art not forgot!

The echo of thy voice hath long been hushed,
Thy footprints left the hill,
Where the wild rose in conscious beauty blushed,
Yet thou'rt remembered still!

O, how could we forget thee? we whose hands
Clasped thine in far-off years;
Who, looking with thee sea-ward from the sands,
Shared all thy hopes and fears?
We stood together on the green hill-side,
Read from the self- same page;
Loved the loud music of the "babbling tide,"
And feared the tempest's rage.

Together have our voices swelled toward heaven,
When evening-skies were dim,
And claimed the promise God's dear Son had given,
In solemn Sabbath-hymn.

Then how can we forget thee? Thou art deep
Within our memories yet;
There to remain till love has ceased to weep,
And our life's sun has set!