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When at last his journey ends
He will pass thro lines of friends.
But today he must not know,
That his neighbors love him so.

Draw up friends on either side
For the man who lives today!
Smile at him and smooth his way,
Let the line be long and wide,
Let your praise of him be said
As you would if he were dead,
Make his living march as fine
As shall be his funeral line

A Line of Cheer
When I'm alone, I do not moan,
And groan about my lonliness
But turn to see, What memory
Can do to ease away my stress.
I live once more, the days of yore
And soon the friends that used to be
With laughter clear And wealth of cheer
Come flocking back to comfort me.
John Kendrick Bangs.