Sarah (Sallie) Eleanor Washington (110)

          We Are Scatter’d
 
We are scatter’d – We are scatter’d
   Though a merry band were we
Some sleep beneath the grave 
   And some are o’er the sea
And time that wrought his fate
   On the few who yet remain
The joyous band that once we were
   We cannot be again!
 
We are scatter’d – We are scatter’d –
   Yet may we meet again
In a brighter and purer sphere,
   Beyond the reach of pain!
Where the shadows of this lower world
   Can never cloud the eye –
Where the mortal hath put brightness on
   Its immortality!