...the resurrection of the soul from the sorrow of loss is made, and the verse lifts to the thought : Our voices took a higher range ; Once more we sang...mortal sympathy Nor change to us, although they change ; O " Rapt from the fickle and the frail With gather'd power, yet the same, Pierces the keen seraphic...

...the resurrection of the soul from the sorrow of loss is made, and the verse lifts to the thought : Our voices took a higher range ; Once more we sang — " They do not die v Nor lose their mortal sympathy Nor change to us, although they change ; " Rapt from the fickle and...

...last time ; but, sad as it all sounds, sad as it is to me, — they are not dead, Wyke, — no, no. They do not die, nor lose their mortal sympathy, nor change to us. They live still, and I doubt not are going on with perfection." Alan was silent, telling himself that...

...rang ; We sung, tho' every eye was dim, A merry song we sang with him Last year : impetuously we sang. We ceased : a gentler feeling crept Upon us : surely...same, Pierces the keen seraphic flame From orb to orb, from veil to veil.' Rise, happy morn, rise, holy morn, Draw forth the cheerful day from night...

...rang ; We sung, tho' every eye was dim, A merry song we sang with him Last year : impetuously we sang. We ceased : a gentler feeling crept Upon us : surely...mortal sympathy, Nor change to us, although they change ; 1 Rapt from the fickle and the frail With gather'd power, yet the same, Pierces the keen seraphic...

...immortality with which the arrival of Christmas Day in the midst of his grief for his friend inspires him : " Our voices took a higher range; Once more we sang,...change ; " Rapt from the fickle and the frail With gathered power, yet the same, Pieces the keen seraphic flame [the renewed soul] From orb to orb, from...

...rang; We sung, tho' every eye was dim, A merry song we sang with him Last year: impetuously we sang: We ceased: a gentler feeling crept Upon us: surely...follow'd, and we wept. Our voices took a higher range; Nor lose their mortal sympathy, Nor change to us, although they change; 'Rapt from the fickle and the...

...sang, though every eye was dim — A merry song we sang with him Last year : impetuously we sang ; 5. We ceased. A gentler feeling crept Upon us ; surely...rest," we said, " their sleep is sweet." And silence followed, and we wept. 6. Our voices took a higher range ; Once more we sang: "They do not die, Nor...

...sang, though every eye was dim — A merry song we sang with him Last year : impetuously we sang ; 5. We ceased. A gentler feeling crept Upon us ; surely...rest," we said, "their sleep is sweet." And silence followed, and we wept. 6. Our voices took a higher range ; Once more we sang : " They do not die, Nor...

...sang, though every eye was dim — A merry song we sang with him Last year ; impetuously we sang : " We ceased : a gentler feeling crept Upon us : surely rest is meet : ' They rest,' we said ; ' their rest is sweet," And silence followed, and we wept. " Our voices took a higher range : Once more we...