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643 posted on
07/07/2004 7:54:45 AM PDT by
SAMWolf
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The Bell
Which calls the sons of Time.
Thy voice upon the deep
The home-bound sea-boy hails,
It charms his cares to sleep,
It cheers him as he sails.
To house of God and heavenly joys
Thy summons called our sires,
And good men thought thy sacred voice
Disarmed the thunder's fires.
And soon thy music, sad death-bell,
Shall lift its notes once more,
And mix my requiem with the wind
That sweeps my native shore.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Johnmiserable failureKerry
644 posted on
07/07/2004 7:55:09 AM PDT by
SAMWolf
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