On The Death Of A Young Companion

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Title:     On The Death Of A Young Companion
Author: Eliza Lee Cabot Follen [More Titles by Follen]

Farewell for a time!
Thou hast gone to that clime
Where sickness and sorrow are o'er.
We loved thee when here,
We shed the sad tear
To think we shall see thee no more.

We weep not for thee,
We remember that He
Who made little children his care
In his own fatherland
Will reach you his hand,
And comfort and welcome you there.

Our tears they will flow;
But do we not know
That thou art released from all pain?
Then weep not; for He
Who walked on the sea
Has said we shall all live again.

[The end]
Eliza Lee Follen's poem: On The Death Of A Young Companion

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