Did we not hear The flutter of its wings, and feel it near, And just within our reach? It was.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERIt seemed the harmonious echo from our discordant life.
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Hark! the hours are softly calling Bidding Spring arise To listen to the rain-drops falling From the cloudy skies
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One by one the moments fall; Some are coming, some are going
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One by one bright gifts from heaven Joys are sent thee here below
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We always may be what we might have been.
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Lead me, O Lord, till perfect Day shall shine through Peace to Light.
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Do not look at life’s long sorrow; see how small each moment’s pain.
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Hours are golden links, God’s token Reaching heaven; but one by one Take them
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I was weary and ill at ease, and my fingers wandered idly over the noisy keys.
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The men are much alarmed by certain speculations about women; and well they may be
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Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife, / Some pure idea of a noble life / That once seemed possible?
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Kinds hearts are here; yet would the tenderest one Have limits to its mercy; God has none.
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One by one the sands are flowing
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Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife
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One of these lives is a fancy, But the other one is true.
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But where each flows on unmingling, both are fruitless and in vain.
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