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True or false, that never dies

Adelaide Anne Procter

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It seemed the harmonious echo from our discordant life.
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On her charm’d way But hasten to her task of beauty Scarcely yet begun.
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No star is lost once we have seen
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Every word man’s lips have uttered Echoes in God’s skies.
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One by one the moments fall; Some are coming, some are going
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Be strong to hope, O Heart! Though day is bright,
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Do not look at life’s long sorrow; see how small each moment’s pain.
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Take them readily when given, Ready, too, to let them go.
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Do no cheat thy Heart and tell her, ‘Grief will pass away.’
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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
One by one bright gifts from heaven Joys are sent thee here below
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Bright Gift Given Heart Heaven Joy One
One by one the sands are flowing
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Fall Flowing Moment Sand Time
Joy is like restless day; but peace divine like quiet night.
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Day Divine Light Night Peace Perfect Quiet Restless
Lest the chain be broken Ere the pilgrimage be done.
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Seated one day at the organ
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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
And yet We lost it in this daily jar and fret, And now live idle in a vague regret
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But where each flows on unmingling, both are fruitless and in vain.
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Hours are golden links, God’s token Reaching heaven; but one by one Take them
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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
Dreams grow holy put in action.
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Lead me, O Lord, till perfect Day shall shine through Peace to Light.
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Lead Light Peace Perfect Shine Through Till
Hark! the hours are softly calling Bidding Spring arise To listen to the rain-drops falling From the cloudy skies
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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
Kinds hearts are here; yet would the tenderest one Have limits to its mercy; God has none.
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Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife
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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

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