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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=368478" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A German Student’s Funeral Hymn</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=368478" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">WITH steady march across the daisy meadow, <br>And by the churchyard wall we go; <br>But leave behind, beneath the linden shadow, <br>One, who no more will rise and go: <br>Farewell, our brother, here sleeping in dust, <br>Till thou shalt wake again, wake with the just. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=368478" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Along the street where neighbor nods to neighbor, <br>Along the busy street we throng, <br>Once more to laugh, to live and love and labor,-- <br>But he will be remembered long: <br>Sleep well, our brother, though sleeping in dust: <br>Shalt thou not rise again--rise with the just? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=368478" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Farewell, true heart and kindly hand, left lying <br>Where wave the linden branches calm; <br>'T is his to live, and ours to wait for dying, <br>We win, while he has won, the palm; <br>Farewell, our brother! But one day, we trust, <br>Call--he will answer Thee, God of the just.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Dinah+Maria+Mulock+Craik">Dinah Maria Mulock Craik</a></strong></div>

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