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'T was just this time last year I died.
I know I heard the corn, When I was carried by the farms, -- It had the ta.s.sels on.
I thought how yellow it would look When Richard went to mill; And then I wanted to get out, But something held my will.
I thought just how red apples wedged The stubble's joints between; And carts went stooping round the fields To take the pumpkins in.
I wondered which would miss me least, And when Thanksgiving came, If father'd multiply the plates To make an even sum.
And if my stocking hung too high, Would it blur the Christmas glee, That not a Santa Claus could reach The alt.i.tude of me?
But this sort grieved myself, and so I thought how it would be When just this time, some perfect year, Themselves should come to me.
LIX.
ETERNITY.
On this wondrous sea, Sailing silently, Ho! pilot, ho!
Knowest thou the sh.o.r.e Where no breakers roar, Where the storm is o'er?
In the silent west Many sails at rest, Their anchors fast; Thither I pilot thee, -- Land, ho! Eternity!
Ash.o.r.e at last!
