Half my life is full of sorrow, Half of joy, still fresh and new
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERDid we not hear The flutter of its wings, and feel it near, And just within our reach? It was.
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One by one the moments fall; Some are coming, some are going
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I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be a pleasant road.
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With heaven’s light upon their wings:Every word has its own spirit
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Every word man’s lips have uttered Echoes in God’s skies.
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Dreams grow holy put in action.
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No star is lost once we have seen
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Do not strive to grasp them all.
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We always may be what we might have been.
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Take them readily when given, Ready, too, to let them go.
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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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Some pure ideal of a noble life That once seemed possible?
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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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For when the horse and ass begin to think and argue, adieu to riding and driving.
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True or false, that never dies
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Do no cheat thy Heart and tell her, ‘Grief will pass away.’
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Dreams grow holy put in action; work grows fair through starry dreaming,
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On her charm’d way But hasten to her task of beauty Scarcely yet begun.
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One by one bright gifts from heaven Joys are sent thee here below
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To listen to Earth’s weary voices Louder every day Bidding her no longer linger
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Lead me, O Lord, till perfect Day shall shine through Peace to Light.
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Do not look at life’s long sorrow; see how small each moment’s pain.
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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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Be strong, O Heart of mine, Look towards the light!
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The stars can only shine In the dark night.
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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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Hours are golden links, God’s token Reaching heaven; but one by one Take them
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