To listen to Earth’s weary voices Louder every day Bidding her no longer linger
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERFor when the horse and ass begin to think and argue, adieu to riding and driving.
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Hark! the hours are softly calling Bidding Spring arise To listen to the rain-drops falling From the cloudy skies
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Do not strive to grasp them all.
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Take them readily when given, Ready, too, to let them go.
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Dreams grow holy put in action; work grows fair through starry dreaming,
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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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The stars can only shine In the dark night.
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Do no cheat thy Heart and tell her, ‘Grief will pass away.’
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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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Words are mighty, words are living:Serpents with their venomous stings,Or bright angels, crowding round us
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The men are much alarmed by certain speculations about women; and well they may be
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For when the horse and ass begin to think and argue, adieu to riding and driving.
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One by one bright gifts from heaven Joys are sent thee here below
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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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True or false, that never dies
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Each man has some part to play.
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