See how time makes all grief decay.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTEROn her charm’d way But hasten to her task of beauty Scarcely yet begun.
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With heaven’s light upon their wings:Every word has its own spirit
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Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife
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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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Be strong to hope, O Heart! Though day is bright,
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Lest the chain be broken Ere the pilgrimage be done.
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Each man has some part to play.
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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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And yet We lost it in this daily jar and fret, And now live idle in a vague regret
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Do no cheat thy Heart and tell her, ‘Grief will pass away.’
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Do not strive to grasp them all.
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For when the horse and ass begin to think and argue, adieu to riding and driving.
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I know too well the poison and the sting of things too sweet.
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The men are much alarmed by certain speculations about women; and well they may be
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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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