"For we know the clod, by the grace of God Will quicken with voice and breath; And we know that Love, with gentle hand Will beckon from death to death."
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These lines just before the final four do not appear in most published versions, but were included in the version published in The Book of Poetry (1927) edited by Edwin Markham. It is not known whether they existed in the second newspaper publication, of which no copies are known to survive, or derived from manuscript variants.
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Langdon Smith
Langdon Smith (4 January 1858 – 8 April 1908) was an American journalist and poet, most famous today for his love poem "Evolution".
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