If tears could build a stairway,
And memories
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If tears could build a stairway,
And memories a lane,
I'd walk right up to Heaven
And bring you home again.
He kept at true good humour's mark
The social
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He kept at true good humour's mark
The social flow of pleasure's tide:
He never made a brow look dark,
Nor caused a tear, but when he died.
The angels are always near to those who are griev
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The angels are always near to those who are grieving, to whisper to them that their loved ones are safe in the hand of God.
Life is eternal, and love is immortal,
and de
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Life is eternal, and love is immortal,
and death is only a horizon;
and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart,
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When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
He spake well who said that graves are the footpr
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He spake well who said that graves are the footprints of angels.
He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, ab
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He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.
Perhaps they are not the stars, but rather openin
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Perhaps they are not the stars, but rather openings in Heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.
Oh heart, if one should say to you that the soul
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Oh heart, if one should say to you that the soul perishes like the body, answer that the flower withers, but the seed remains.
To live in hearts we leave behind
Is not to d
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To live in hearts we leave behind
Is not to die.
A human life is a story told by God.
While we are mourning the loss of our friend, oth
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While we are mourning the loss of our friend, others are rejoicing to meet him behind the veil.
With what a deep devotedness of woe
I wept th
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With what a deep devotedness of woe
I wept thy absence - o'er and o'er again
Thinking of thee, still thee, till thought grew pain,
And memory, like a drop that, night and day,
Falls cold and ceaseless, wore my heart away!
For death is no more than a turning of us over fr
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For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.
When he shall die
Take him and cut him out in
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When he shall die
Take him and cut him out in little stars
And he will make the face of heav'n so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.
In the night of death, hope sees a star, and list
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In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing.
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