Seated one day at the organ
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER
I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be a pleasant road.
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Seated one day at the organ
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But where each flows on unmingling, both are fruitless and in vain.
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Hours are golden links, God’s token Reaching heaven; but one by one Take them
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Lest the chain be broken Ere the pilgrimage be done.
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True or false, that never dies
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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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Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife
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Do not strive to grasp them all.
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On her charm’d way But hasten to her task of beauty Scarcely yet begun.
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See how time makes all grief decay.
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One of these lives is a fancy, But the other one is true.
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Do not look at life’s long sorrow; see how small each moment’s pain.
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The stars can only shine In the dark night.
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Dreams grow holy put in action.
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The men are much alarmed by certain speculations about women; and well they may be
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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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