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...We see but dimly through the mista and vapours; Amid these earthly damps What seera to us but dim, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps. There...is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death. She ie not dead— the child of our affectionBut...

...disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapours; Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but dim, funereal tapers, May be heaven's distant lamps. There...so is transition; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portals we call Death. She is not dead — the child of our affection...

...disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapors ; Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but dim funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps. There...is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death. She is not dead — the child of our affection...

...but dimly through the mists and vapours, Amid these earthly damps, What seem to us but sad, funeral tapers May be heaven's distant lamps. There is no...is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portal, we call death. She is not dead, — the child of our affection,...

...Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapors ; Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's...is transition ; This life of mortal 'breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death. She is not dead, — the child of our affection,...

...We see but dimly through the mists and vapors, Amid these earthly damps ; What seem to us, but dim, funereal tapers, May be Heaven's distant lamps. There...is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call death. She is not dead — the child of our affection...

...disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapors ; Amid these earthly damps, What seem to us but dim funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps. There...is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death. She is not dead, — the child of our affection,...

...sake the Son of man; and so, He abolished death. XLV. in leath t|rrough the Imth of Christ " There is no death: what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call death." LONGFELLOW. THE language of the Scriptures,...

..."rest remaining for j sacramental experience is an onward and the people of God." For them " There is no death: what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portals we call death." This hope we hare not by nature, but by...