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Yes, if we can call back the fleeting breath,
Reanimate the dull and lifeless clay,
And of his prey rob all devouring death,
Then we may hope yes haply then we may

Farewell, brave spirit! happy be thy rest.
Here all thy life was charity and love
There leaning gently on thy Father's ^breast
Smile down upon us from thy life
above,.