Pg. 331
And yet I know past all doubting truly-
A knowledge greater than grief can dim-
I know as he loved, he will love me duly,
Yea better, even better than I love him,
And as I walk by the vast calm river,
The aweful river so dread to see,
I say! Thy breadth thy depth forever
Are bridged by his thoughts that cross to me.
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