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The Dead Church

By Charles Kingsley

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Wild wild wind, wilt thou never cease thy sighing?          Dark dark night, wilt thou never wear away?     Cold cold church, in thy death sleep lying,          The Lent is past, thy Passion here, but not thine Easter-day.     Peace, faint heart, though the night be dark and sighing;          Rest, fair corpse, where thy Lord himself hath lain.     Weep, dear Lord, above thy bride low lying;          Thy tears shall wake her frozen limbs to life and health again.     Eversley, 1848.

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About Charles Kingsley

Charles Kingsley (1819–1875) was an English novelist, historian, and poet whose poem "The Three Fishers" and children's book "The Water-Babies" are Victorian classics. He was also a social reformer and advocate for "Christian Socialism."

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