We always may be what we might have been.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERI 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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Joy is like restless day; but peace divine like quiet night.
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True or false, that never dies
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Be strong, O Heart of mine, Look towards the light!
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See how time makes all grief decay.
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Do not look at life’s long sorrow; see how small each moment’s pain.
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With heaven’s light upon their wings:Every word has its own spirit
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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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I was weary and ill at ease, and my fingers wandered idly over the noisy keys.
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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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To listen to Earth’s weary voices Louder every day Bidding her no longer linger
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On her charm’d way But hasten to her task of beauty Scarcely yet begun.
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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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Hours are golden links, God’s token Reaching heaven; but one by one Take them
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