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One of these lives is a fancy, But the other one is true.

Adelaide Anne Procter

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Half my life is full of sorrow, Half of joy, still fresh and new
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The stars can only shine In the dark night.
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It seemed the harmonious echo from our discordant life.
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One by one the moments fall; Some are coming, some are going
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But where each flows on unmingling, both are fruitless and in vain.
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We always may be what we might have been.
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Each man has some part to play.
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Acting Each Man Play Some
But still our place is kept, and it will wait, Ready for us to fill it, soon or late.
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Be strong to hope, O Heart! Though day is bright,
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See how time makes all grief decay.
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On her charm’d way But hasten to her task of beauty Scarcely yet begun.
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I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be a pleasant road.
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Adelaide Ask Life Lord May Plesant Road
Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife, / Some pure idea of a noble life / That once seemed possible?
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I know too well the poison and the sting of things too sweet.
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Lest the chain be broken Ere the pilgrimage be done.
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To listen to Earth’s weary voices Louder every day Bidding her no longer linger
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Bidding Earth Linger Listen Louder Voie Weary
Words are mighty, words are living:Serpents with their venomous stings,Or bright angels, crowding round us
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One by one bright gifts from heaven Joys are sent thee here below
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Bright Gift Given Heart Heaven Joy One
No star is ever lost we once have seen, We always may be what we might have been.
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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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One by one the sands are flowing
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Fall Flowing Moment Sand Time
No star is lost once we have seen
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Some pure ideal of a noble life That once seemed possible?
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Hours are golden links, God’s token Reaching heaven; but one by one Take them
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The men are much alarmed by certain speculations about women; and well they may be
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I was weary and ill at ease, and my fingers wandered idly over the noisy keys.
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Ease Finger Key Over Wandered Weary
Dreams grow holy put in action; work grows fair through starry dreaming,
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