Footsteps of Angels

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1. When the hours of Day are numbered,
2. And the voices of the Night
3. Wake the better soul, that slumbered,
4. To a holy, calm delight;
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6. Ere the evening lamps are lighted,
7. And, like phantoms grim and tall,
8. Shadows from the fitful firelight
9. Dance upon the parlor wall;
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11. Then the forms of the departed
12. Enter at the open door;
13. The beloved, the true-hearted,
14. Come to visit me once more;
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16. He, the young and strong, who cherished
17. Noble longings for the strife,
18. By the roadside fell and perished,
19. Weary with the march of life!
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21. They, the holy ones and weakly,
22. Who the cross of suffering bore,
23. Folded their pale hands so meekly,
24. Spake with us on earth no more!
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26. And with them the Being Beauteous,
27. Who unto my youth was given,
28. More than all things else to love me,
29. And is now a saint in heaven.
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31. With a slow and noiseless footstep
32. Comes that messenger divine,
33. Takes the vacant chair beside me,
34. Lays her gentle hand in mine.
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36. And she sits and gazes at me
37. With those deep and tender eyes,
38. Like the stars, so still and saint-like,
39. Looking downward from the skies.
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41. Uttered not, yet comprehended,
42. Is the spirit's voiceless prayer,
43. Soft rebukes, in blessings ended,
44. Breathing from her lips of air.
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46. Oh, though oft depressed and lonely,
47. All my fears are laid aside,
48. If I but remember only
49. Such as these have lived and died!