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...balances! Rev. A. WElroy W?li*. ALAS for him who never sees The stars shine through his cypress-trees ! Who, hopeless, lays his dead away, Nor looks to see...ever lord of death, And love can never lose its own. Whittier. LIKE snow that falls where waters glide, Earth's pleasures fade away ; They melt in time's...

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...love and peace will dwell with you. POEMS BY MRS. MARY JONES^ CLARKE, WITH AN INTRODUCTORY SKETCH. "WHO HATH NOT LEARNED, IN HOURS OF FAITH, THE TRUTH...EVER LORD OF DEATH, AND LOVE CAN NEVER LOSE ITS OWN?" — Whittier. PREFACE. THE annexed sketch of the life and character of Mrs. Clarke is substantially...

...God of love and peace will dwell with you. POEMS MRS. MARY JONES CLARKE, INTRODUCTORY SKETCH. ' WlIO HATH NOT LEARNED, IN HOURS OF FAITH, THE TRUTH TO...EVER LORD OF DEATH, AND LOVE CAN NEVER LOSE ITS OWN?" — Whillier. PREFACE. THE annexed sketch of the life and character of Mrs. Clarke is substantially...

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...That somehow, somewhere, meet we must ; " and adds, with an " alas I " for him who believes it not — "That Life is ever lord of Death, And Love can never lose its own." s or SBTINTT YEARS. By Mrs. John Farrar. 12mo. 331 pp. The lady author of this spicy book, having a...