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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
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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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Hark! the hours are softly calling Bidding Spring arise To listen to the rain-drops falling From the cloudy skies
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No star is lost once we have seen
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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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I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be a pleasant road.
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Adelaide Ask Life Lord May Plesant Road
Have we not all, amid life’s petty strife, / Some pure idea of a noble life / That once seemed possible?
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Do not strive to grasp them all.
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Be strong to hope, O Heart! Though day is bright,
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Dreams grow holy put in action; work grows fair through starry dreaming,
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Half my life is full of sorrow, Half of joy, still fresh and new
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On her charm’d way But hasten to her task of beauty Scarcely yet begun.
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For when the horse and ass begin to think and argue, adieu to riding and driving.
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Adieu Argue Begin Driving Horse Riding Think
One by one bright gifts from heaven Joys are sent thee here below
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Bright Gift Given Heart Heaven Joy One
Joy is like restless day; but peace divine like quiet night.
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Day Divine Light Night Peace Perfect Quiet Restless
And yet We lost it in this daily jar and fret, And now live idle in a vague regret
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See how time makes all grief decay.
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I was weary and ill at ease, and my fingers wandered idly over the noisy keys.
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Ease Finger Key Over Wandered Weary
Some pure ideal of a noble life That once seemed possible?
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Lest the chain be broken Ere the pilgrimage be done.
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Every word man’s lips have uttered Echoes in God’s skies.
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One of these lives is a fancy, But the other one is true.
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One by one the sands are flowing
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Fall Flowing Moment Sand Time
True or false, that never dies
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Dreams grow holy put in action.
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