<h2><SPAN name="GONE" id="GONE" />GONE</h2>
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<span>Upon time's surging, billowy sea<br/></span>
<span>A ship now slowly disappears,<br/></span>
<span>With freight no human eye can see,<br/></span>
<span>But weighing just one hundred years.<br/></span></div>
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<span>Their sighs, their tears, their weary moans,<br/></span>
<span>Their joy and pleasure, pomp and pride,<br/></span>
<span>Their angry and their gentle tones,<br/></span>
<span>Beneath its waves forever hide.<br/></span></div>
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<span>Yes, sunk within oblivion's waves,<br/></span>
<span>They'll partly live in memory;<br/></span>
<span>To youth, who will their secrets crave,<br/></span>
<span>Mostly exist in history.<br/></span></div>
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<span>Ah, what a truth steps in this strain—<br/></span>
<span>They are not lost within time's sea;<br/></span>
<span>Their words and actions live again,<br/></span>
<span>And blight or light eternity!<br/></span></div>
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<span>A new ship comes within our view,<br/></span>
<span>Laden with dreams both sad and blest;<br/></span>
<span>To youth they're tinged with roseate hue;<br/></span>
<span>To weary ones bring longed-for rest.<br/></span></div>
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<span>And still the stream of life flows on,<br/></span>
<span>Laughing beneath the century new.<br/></span>
<span>God's promise gilds the horizon;<br/></span>
<span>Mercy shall reign; his word is true.<br/></span></div>
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