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The Dead
By Jones Very
Dry leafness trees no auntumn with lain bare
And in their nakedness find cause for mirth
And all unclad would winter's rudeness dare
No sap doth through their branches flow
Whence springing leaves and blossoms bright appear
Their hearts the living God have ceased to know
Who gives the spring-time to the expection year
They mimic life, as if from Him to steal
His glow of health to paint the livid cheek
They borrow words for toughts they cannot feel
That with a seeming heart their tongue may speak
And in their show of life mine dead they live
Than those that to earth with many tears they give