But still our place is kept, and it will wait, Ready for us to fill it, soon or late.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERDo not look at life’s long sorrow; see how small each moment’s pain.
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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 of these lives is a fancy, But the other one is true.
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Lest the chain be broken Ere the pilgrimage be done.
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Half my life is full of sorrow, Half of joy, still fresh and new
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Some pure ideal of a noble life That once seemed possible?
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Every word man’s lips have uttered Echoes in God’s skies.
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Be strong, O Heart of mine, Look towards the light!
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For when the horse and ass begin to think and argue, adieu to riding and driving.
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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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And yet We lost it in this daily jar and fret, And now live idle in a vague regret
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Joy is like restless day; but peace divine like quiet night.
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Each man has some part to play.
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Do not strive to grasp them all.
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Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife
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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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