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                 Poems by Mary Baker Eddy                  47

  	                  NEVERMORE 

 1	    ARE the dear days ever coming again,
  	      As sweetly they came of yore,
 3	    Singing the olden and dainty re-
  	        frain,
  	      Oh, ever and nevermore? 

 6	    Ever to gladness and never to tears,
  	      Ever the gross world above;
  	    Never to toiling and never to fears,
 9	      Ever to Truth and to Love? 

  	    Can the forever of happiness be
  	      Outside this ever of pain? 
12	    Will the hereafter from suffering free
  	      The weary of body and brain? 

  	    Weary of sobbing, like some tired child
15	      Over the tears it has shed;
  	    Weary of sowing the wayside and wild,
  	      Watching the husband fled;

18	    Nevermore reaping the harvest we deem,
  	      Evermore gathering in woe — 
  	    Say, are the sheaves and the gladness a
21	        dream,
  	      Or to the patient who sow? 

  	      Lynn, Mass., September 3, 1871.