LOST TREASURES.
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BY P. D. T.
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I am coming, I am coming, when this fitful dream is o’er,
To meet you, my beloved ones, on that immortal shore,
Where pain and parting are unknown, and where the ransomed blest
Shall welcome treasures left on earth, to Heaven’s eternal rest.
I am with you, I am with you, in the visions of the night,