A Death-Bed

Her suffering ended with the day, Yet lived she at its close, And breathed the long; long night away In statue-like repose. But when the sun in all his state Illumed the eastern skies, She passed through Glory’s morning gate And walked in Paradise!

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Her suffering ended with the day; Yet lived she at its close, And breathed the long, long night away, In statue-like repose. But when the sun, in all his state, Illumed the eastern skies, She passed through glory’s morning-gate, And walked in Paradise!

Her suffering ended with the day, Yet lived she at its close, And breathed the long; long night away In statue-like repose. But when the sun in all his state Illumed the eastern skies, She passed through Glory’s morning gate And walked in Paradise!