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Futurity.

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What of our life when this frail flesh lies low     A withered clod, and the free soul has burst     Through the world-fetters? Not of souls accursed     With cherished lusts that mar them, those who sow     Evil and reap the harvest, and who bow     At Mammon's golden shrine, but those who thirst     For Truth, and see not, - spirits deep immersed     In doubt and trouble, - hearts that fain would know?     The soul is satisfied. The spirit trained     For the divine, because the beautiful,     Now with the body gone, free and unstained,     Doubts swept away like clouds of scattering wool     Before a blast, - e'er Heaven's pure paths are trod     Is perfected to understand its God.

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