Here is his 1829 poem, "A Voice from Afar":
Weep not for me;— |
Be blithe as wont, nor tinge with gloom |
The stream of love that circles home, |
Light hearts and free! |
Joy in the gifts Heaven’s bounty lends; |
Nor miss my face, dear friends! |
I still am near;— |
Watching the smiles I prized on earth, |
Your converse mild, your blameless mirth; |
Now too I hear |
Of whisper’d sounds the tale complete, |
Low prayers, and musings sweet. {41} |
A sea before |
The Throne is spread;—its pure still glass |
Pictures all earth-scenes as they pass. |
We, on its shore, |
Share, in the bosom of our rest, |
God's knowledge, and are blest. |
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