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Reginald Heber - Beneath our feet and o'er our head Is...

Beneath our feet and o'er our head
Is equal warning given:
Beneath us lie the countless dead,
Above us is the heaven!

Death rides on every passing breeze,
And lurks in every flower;
Each season has its own disease,
Its peril every hour. (Reginald Heber)

Beneath our feet and o'er our head Is equal warning given: Beneath us lie the countless dead, Above us is the heaven! Death rides on every passing breeze, And lurks in every flower; Each season has its own disease, Its peril every hour.

Reginald Heber

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