If thought must backward run To those who, one by one, In the great silence and the dark beyond Vanished with farewells fond, Unseen, not lost; our grateful memories still Their vacant places fill, And with the full-voiced greeting of new friends A tenderer whis
— from Personal Poems, Complete Volume IV of The Works of John Greenleaf Whittier by John Greenleaf Whittier
If thought must backward run To those who, one by one, In the great silence and the dark beyond Vanished with farewells fond, Unseen, not lost; our grateful memories still Their vacant places fill, And with the full-voiced greeting of new friends A tenderer whisper blends.
— from At Sundown, and other poems Part 5 from Volume IV of The Works of John Greenleaf Whittier by John Greenleaf Whittier
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