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HENRY LIVERMORE ABBOTT 1842-1864
"He steered unquestioning nor turning back,
Into the
darkness and the unknown sea;
He vanished into the starless night, and
we
Saw but the shining of his luminous wake
Thou sawest light, but
ah, our sky seemed black,
And all too hard the inscrutable degree,
Yet noble heart, full soon we follow thee,
Lit by the deeds that
flamed along thy track..."
--Oliver
Wendell Holmes, Jr
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