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"Quietly may thy body sleep in this earthly bed, my brother. Bright and glorious be thy rising from it. Fragrant be the acacia sprig that here shall flourish. May the earliest buds of spring unfold their beauties on this, thy body’s resting place; and here may the sweetness of the summers rose linger latest Though the cold blast of autumn may lay them in the dust and for a time destroy the loveliness of their existence, yet their fading is not final, and in the spring time they shall surely bloom again. So in the bright morning of resurrection thou shalt spring again into newness of life. Until then, dear brother-until then- farewell."