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Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton - Weep Not For Him That Dieth
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I.

WEEP not for him that dieth-- 
For he sleeps, and is at rest; 
And the couch whereon he lieth 
Is the green earth`s quiet breast: 
But weep for him who pineth 
On a far land`s hateful shore, 
Who wearily declineth 
Where ye see his face no more! 
II.

Weep not for him that dieth, 
For friends are round his bed, 
And many a young lip sigheth 
When they name the early dead; 
But weep for him that liveth 
Where none will know or care, 
When the groan his faint heart giveth 
Is the last sigh of despair. 
III.

Weep not for him that dieth, 
For his struggling soul is free, 
And the world from which it flieth 
Is a world of misery; 
But weep for him that weareth 
The captive`s galling chain: 
To the agony he beareth, 
Death were but little pain. 
IV.

Weep not for him that dieth, 
For he hath ceased from tears, 
And a voice to his replieth 
Which he hath not heard for years; 
But weep for him who weepeth 
On that cold land`s cruel shore-- 
Blest, blest is he that sleepeth,-- 
Weep for the dead no more!
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