Though Nature’s holiest ruin stops the way.
ALICE VERNON.
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BY E. CURTISS HINE, U. S. N.
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There is many a bright star gleaming,
In memory’s distant sky,
And their soft light is streaming
On days long, long gone by.
Though Nature’s holiest ruin stops the way.
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BY E. CURTISS HINE, U. S. N.
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There is many a bright star gleaming,
In memory’s distant sky,
And their soft light is streaming
On days long, long gone by.