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DEDICATION.



As one who, walking in the twilight gloom,
 Hears round about him voices as it darkens,
And seeing not the forms from which they come,
 Pauses from time to time, and turns and hearkens;

So walking here in twilight, O my friends!
 I hear your voices, softened by the distance,
And pause, and turn to listen, as each sends
 His words of friendship, comfort, and assistance.

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