Words are mighty, words are living:Serpents with their venomous stings,Or bright angels, crowding round us
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTEROne by one the sands are flowing
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One by one the moments fall; Some are coming, some are going
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Lest the chain be broken Ere the pilgrimage be done.
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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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But still our place is kept, and it will wait, Ready for us to fill it, soon or late.
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I was weary and ill at ease, and my fingers wandered idly over the noisy keys.
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No star is lost once we have seen
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The stars can only shine In the dark night.
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With heaven’s light upon their wings:Every word has its own spirit
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Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife
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Some pure ideal of a noble life That once seemed possible?
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Seated one day at the organ
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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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And yet We lost it in this daily jar and fret, And now live idle in a vague regret
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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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Hours are golden links, God’s token Reaching heaven; but one by one Take them
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