One by one bright gifts from heaven Joys are sent thee here below
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTEROne of these lives is a fancy, But the other one is true.
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One by one the moments fall; Some are coming, some are going
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One by one the sands are flowing
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On her charm’d way But hasten to her task of beauty Scarcely yet begun.
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To listen to Earth’s weary voices Louder every day Bidding her no longer linger
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It seemed the harmonious echo from our discordant life.
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The men are much alarmed by certain speculations about women; and well they may be
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Dreams grow holy put in action.
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But where each flows on unmingling, both are fruitless and in vain.
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See how time makes all grief decay.
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Each man has some part to play.
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With heaven’s light upon their wings:Every word has its own spirit
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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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Hark! the hours are softly calling Bidding Spring arise To listen to the rain-drops falling From the cloudy skies
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Hours are golden links, God’s token Reaching heaven; but one by one Take them
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The stars can only shine In the dark night.
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True or false, that never dies
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Be strong, O Heart of mine, Look towards the light!
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Half my life is full of sorrow, Half of joy, still fresh and new
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Some pure ideal of a noble life That once seemed possible?
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Be strong to hope, O Heart! Though day is bright,
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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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One of these lives is a fancy, But the other one is true.
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We always may be what we might have been.
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No star is lost once we have seen
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I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be a pleasant road.
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Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife
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