But still our place is kept, and it will wait, Ready for us to fill it, soon or late.
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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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For when the horse and ass begin to think and argue, adieu to riding and driving.
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With heaven’s light upon their wings:Every word has its own spirit
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The men are much alarmed by certain speculations about women; and well they may be
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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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Seated one day at the organ
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The stars can only shine In the dark night.
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Be strong to hope, O Heart! Though day is bright,
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Lead me, O Lord, till perfect Day shall shine through Peace to Light.
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I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be a pleasant road.
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See how time makes all grief decay.
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Half my life is full of sorrow, Half of joy, still fresh and new
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Take them readily when given, Ready, too, to let them go.
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Joy is like restless day; but peace divine like quiet night.
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One of these lives is a fancy, But the other one is true.
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Each man has some part to play.
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