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No star is ever lost we once have seen, We always may be what we might have been.

Adelaide Anne Procter

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One by one the moments fall; Some are coming, some are going
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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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Be strong, O Heart of mine, Look towards the light!
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Be Heart Light Look Mine Strong Toward
And yet We lost it in this daily jar and fret, And now live idle in a vague regret
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Seated one day at the organ
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Do not strive to grasp them all.
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Do no cheat thy Heart and tell her, ‘Grief will pass away.’
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See how time makes all grief decay.
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With heaven’s light upon their wings:Every word has its own spirit
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Hours are golden links, God’s token Reaching heaven; but one by one Take them
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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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One of these lives is a fancy, But the other one is true.
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It seemed the harmonious echo from our discordant life.
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One by one the sands are flowing
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Fall Flowing Moment Sand Time
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
Did we not hear The flutter of its wings, and feel it near, And just within our reach? It was.
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Dreams grow holy put in action; work grows fair through starry dreaming,
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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
Dreams grow holy put in action.
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Be strong to hope, O Heart! Though day is bright,
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For when the horse and ass begin to think and argue, adieu to riding and driving.
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Adieu Argue Begin Driving Horse Riding Think
I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be a pleasant road.
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Adelaide Ask Life Lord May Plesant Road
No star is lost once we have seen
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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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The stars can only shine In the dark night.
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On her charm’d way But hasten to her task of beauty Scarcely yet begun.
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True or false, that never dies
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