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And yet We lost it in this daily jar and fret, And now live idle in a vague regret

Adelaide Anne Procter

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Take them readily when given, Ready, too, to let them go.
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Each man has some part to play.
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Seated one day at the organ
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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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It seemed the harmonious echo from our discordant life.
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Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife
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Hours are golden links, God’s token Reaching heaven; but one by one Take them
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True or false, that never dies
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Every word man’s lips have uttered Echoes in God’s skies.
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I know too well the poison and the sting of things too sweet.
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Lest the chain be broken Ere the pilgrimage be done.
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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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Hark! the hours are softly calling Bidding Spring arise To listen to the rain-drops falling From the cloudy skies
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Dreams grow holy put in action; work grows fair through starry dreaming,
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One by one the sands are flowing
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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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For when the horse and ass begin to think and argue, adieu to riding and driving.
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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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With heaven’s light upon their wings:Every word has its own spirit
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But where each flows on unmingling, both are fruitless and in vain.
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One by one bright gifts from heaven Joys are sent thee here below
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Bright Gift Given Heart Heaven Joy One
Do no cheat thy Heart and tell her, ‘Grief will pass away.’
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Half my life is full of sorrow, Half of joy, still fresh and new
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I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be a pleasant road.
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Adelaide Ask Life Lord May Plesant Road
The men are much alarmed by certain speculations about women; and well they may be
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One by one the moments fall; Some are coming, some are going
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