And yet We lost it in this daily jar and fret, And now live idle in a vague regret
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERLest the chain be broken Ere the pilgrimage be done.
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To listen to Earth’s weary voices Louder every day Bidding her no longer linger
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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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Seated one day at the organ
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One by one the sands are flowing
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One by one bright gifts from heaven Joys are sent thee here below
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The men are much alarmed by certain speculations about women; and well they may be
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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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I know too well the poison and the sting of things too sweet.
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Take them readily when given, Ready, too, to let them go.
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We always may be what we might have been.
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Dreams grow holy put in action; work grows fair through starry dreaming,
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Lest the chain be broken Ere the pilgrimage be done.
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I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be a pleasant road.
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Words are mighty, words are living:Serpents with their venomous stings,Or bright angels, crowding round us
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See how time makes all grief decay.
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