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9562	Whittier, John Greenleaf	Barclay of Ury, and other poems Part 3 From Volume I of The Works of John Greenleaf Whittier			.txt	text/plain	16532	1526	95	To-day, thou poor bereaved one, the living ask thy God's angel, like the good St. Mark, And the old lord's wife is dead and gone, Lord, what is man, whose thought, at times, Like that the gray-haired sea-king passed,[9] And man is hate, but God is love! "God give thee a good day!" The old man raised "God give thee happy life." The old man smiled, Surely man's days are evil, and his life Our times are in God's hands, and all our days Set like the white moon where the hills of vine "Dear Lord!" he said, "Thy angel speaks, The loves and hopes and fears of old, are to our The old man stroked the fair head that rested on "Your words, dear child," he answered, "are God's White sea-foam and sand-hills gray, Is my heart," she said, "to-day." Said old Floyd Ireson, for his hard heart,	./cache/9562.txt	./txt/9562.txt