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By Stowe, Harriet Beecher
Coming down a golden street
I beheld my vanished one,
And he moveth on a cloud,
And his forehead wears a star;
And his blue eyes, deep and holy,
Fixed as in a blessèd dream,
See some mystery of joy,
Artist: Stowe, Harriet Beecher
Year: 1850