I know too well the poison and the sting of things too sweet.
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Anand Thakur
I know too well the poison and the sting of things too sweet.
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To listen to Earth’s weary voices Louder every day Bidding her no longer linger
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One by one the sands are flowing
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Each man has some part to play.
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On her charm’d way But hasten to her task of beauty Scarcely yet begun.
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We always may be what we might have been.
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The stars can only shine In the dark night.
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Do not strive to grasp them all.
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Dreams grow holy put in action; work grows fair through starry dreaming,
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Joy is like restless day; but peace divine like quiet night.
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It seemed the harmonious echo from our discordant life.
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Seated one day at the organ
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Dreams grow holy put in action.
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Be strong to hope, O Heart! Though day is bright,
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The men are much alarmed by certain speculations about women; and well they may be
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Do not look at life’s long sorrow; see how small each moment’s pain.
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