A Good Man

I

A GOOD man never dies —
In worthy deed and prayer
And helpful hands, and honest eyes,
If smiles or tears be there:
Who lives for you and me —
Lives for the world he tries
To help — he lives eternally.
A good man never dies.

II

Who lives to bravely take
His share of toil and stress,
And, for his weaker fellows' sake,
Makes every burden less, —
He may, at last, seem worn —
Lie fallen — hands and eyes
Folded — yet, though we mourn and mourn,
A good man never dies.
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