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Oh, dear, dark eyes, now shut to sight and sense, White folded hands, at rest forevermore; Can you not give me back one look from thence? Can you not ope, just once, that silent door ? If I could have one look beyond it given. To know you live, and love, and blame me not, My mad, mad soul would give its hopes of heaven And die, and be forgot. You do not come; (lod does not heed my grief; No voice will ever answer back from there. My longings die in their own unbelief — I perish in my prayer. —Madge Morris in Frank Leslie’s.
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Waikato Times, Volume XXIX, Issue 2352, 6 August 1887, Page 1 (Supplement)
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105UNANSWERED. Waikato Times, Volume XXIX, Issue 2352, 6 August 1887, Page 1 (Supplement)
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