We know not yet what life shall be,
What shore beyond earth's shore be set,
What grief awaits us or what glee,
We know not yet.
Still somewhere in sweet converse met,
Old friends, we say, beyond death's sea
Shall met and greet us, not forget,
We know not yet.
Those days of yore, those days when we
Were loved and true, -but will Death let
Our eyes the longed for vision see?
We know not yet.
Samuel Waddington
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