Higginson and Bigelow, comps. American Sonnets. 1891.
The SuccessionFrances Laughton Mace (18361899)
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Summoned away by death’s unfailing dart,
Unto the greater mystery depart,
Sadly we watch them from the desolate strand.
Oh! who shall fill their places in the band
Of tuneful voices? Who with equal art
Speak the unwritten language of the heart,
And the mute signs of Nature understand?
It is a fire perpetual, which has caught
Its flame from off the altar-place of Heaven.
Never has failed, in darkest days, a priest
Who, by no price of gain or glory bought,
For his soul’s peace his life to song has given.