One by one bright gifts from heaven Joys are sent thee here below
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Anand Thakur
One by one bright gifts from heaven Joys are sent thee here below
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Be strong to hope, O Heart! Though day is bright,
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Hours are golden links, God’s token Reaching heaven; but one by one Take them
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Words are mighty, words are living:Serpents with their venomous stings,Or bright angels, crowding round us
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On her charm’d way But hasten to her task of beauty Scarcely yet begun.
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But where each flows on unmingling, both are fruitless and in vain.
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True or false, that never dies
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We always may be what we might have been.
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No star is ever lost we once have seen, We always may be what we might have been.
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Do not look at life’s long sorrow; see how small each moment’s pain.
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Do not strive to grasp them all.
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Do no cheat thy Heart and tell her, ‘Grief will pass away.’
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I know too well the poison and the sting of things too sweet.
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See how time makes all grief decay.
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With heaven’s light upon their wings:Every word has its own spirit
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Did we not hear The flutter of its wings, and feel it near, And just within our reach? It was.
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