Sometimes they seem like living shapes, —
The people of the sky, —
Guests in white raiment coming down
From heaven, which is close by;
I call them by familiar names,
As one by one draws nigh.Lucy Larcom
Larcom, Lucy
Lardner, Dionysius
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