Hours are golden links, God’s token Reaching heaven; but one by one Take them
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERTo listen to Earth’s weary voices Louder every day Bidding her no longer linger
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To listen to Earth’s weary voices Louder every day Bidding her no longer linger
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Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife
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True or false, that never dies
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I know too well the poison and the sting of things too sweet.
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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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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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Did we not hear The flutter of its wings, and feel it near, And just within our reach? It was.
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With heaven’s light upon their wings:Every word has its own spirit
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Do not strive to grasp them all.
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See how time makes all grief decay.
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For when the horse and ass begin to think and argue, adieu to riding and driving.
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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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One by one bright gifts from heaven Joys are sent thee here below
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It seemed the harmonious echo from our discordant life.
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