Lest the chain be broken Ere the pilgrimage be done.
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Lest the chain be broken Ere the pilgrimage be done.
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Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife
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One by one bright gifts from heaven Joys are sent thee here below
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Take them readily when given, Ready, too, to let them go.
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One by one the sands are flowing
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Joy is like restless day; but peace divine like quiet night.
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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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The stars can only shine In the dark night.
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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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It seemed the harmonious echo from our discordant life.
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Be strong, O Heart of mine, Look towards the light!
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We always may be what we might have been.
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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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True or false, that never dies
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See how time makes all grief decay.
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