Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife, / Some pure idea of a noble life / That once seemed possible?
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERI know too well the poison and the sting of things too sweet.
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But where each flows on unmingling, both are fruitless and in vain.
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With heaven’s light upon their wings:Every word has its own spirit
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Joy is like restless day; but peace divine like quiet night.
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Dreams grow holy put in action.
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Do not look at life’s long sorrow; see how small each moment’s pain.
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Seated one day at the organ
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For when the horse and ass begin to think and argue, adieu to riding and driving.
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Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife
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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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But still our place is kept, and it will wait, Ready for us to fill it, soon or late.
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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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I was weary and ill at ease, and my fingers wandered idly over the noisy keys.
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One by one the moments fall; Some are coming, some are going
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The men are much alarmed by certain speculations about women; and well they may be
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