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(d. APRIL 11 1884)

IN HEADLEY CHURCHYARD, SURREY

Thou our beloved and light of Earth hast crossed
The sea of darkness to the yonder shore.
There dost thou shine a light transferred, not lost,
Through love to kindle in our souls the more.

Palgrave, grave pal of mine, the pall, the grave,
Do suit thy sombre hue, the bounding wave
Thy temperament; and thou dost aye recall
Eternal Youth; therewith the grave, the pall.
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