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1. How blest is our brother bereft,
Of all that could burden his mind, How easy the soul that has left, This wearisome body behind. 2. This languishing head is at rest,
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3. The lids he so seldom could close,
By sorrow forbidden to sleep, Now sealed in their mortal repose, Have strangely forgotten to weep. |