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      V.

       THE WIDOW OF NAIN.

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      Forth from the city, with the load

       That makes the trampling low,

       They walk along the dreary road

       That dust and ashes go.

      The other way, toward the gate

       Their trampling strong and loud,

       With hope of liberty elate,

       Comes on another crowd.

      Nearer and nearer draw the twain—

       One with a wailing cry!

       How could the Life let such a train

       Of death and tears go by!

      "Weep not," he said, and touched the bier:

       They stand, the dead who bear;

       The mother knows nor hope nor fear—

       He waits not for her prayer.

      "Young man, I say to thee, arise."

       Who hears, he must obey:

       Up starts the body; wide the eyes

       Flash wonder and dismay.

      The lips would speak, as if they caught

       Some converse sudden broke

       When the great word the dead man sought,

       And Hades' silence woke.

      The lips would speak: the eyes' wild stare

       Gives place to ordered sight;

       The murmur dies upon the air;

       The soul is dumb with light.

      He brings no news; he has forgot,

       Or saw with vision weak:

       Thou sees! all our unseen lot,

       And yet thou dost not speak.

      Hold'st thou the news, as parent might

       A too good gift, away,

       Lest we should neither sleep at night,

       Nor do our work by day?

      The mother leaves us not a spark

       Of her triumph over grief;

       Her tears alone have left their mark

       Upon the holy leaf:

      Oft gratitude will thanks benumb,

       Joy will our laughter quell:

       May not Eternity be dumb

       With things too good to tell?

      Her straining arms her lost one hold;

       Question she asketh none;

       She trusts for all he leaves untold;

       Enough, to clasp her son!

      The ebb is checked, the flow begun,

       Sent rushing to the gate:

       Death turns him backward to the sun,

       And life is yet our fate!