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CONTRASTS.
Pleasure is sweet and sweet the scent of roses—
But sad the vanished fragrance of the past,
If flowers are fair the flowers do not last,
Within the petals lo! the worm reposes.
But sad the vanished fragrance of the past,
If flowers are fair the flowers do not last,
Within the petals lo! the worm reposes.
Love is of God, divine the face of Love—
Granted, but doth Love fill the visible earth,
Doth God to everything that is give birth,
And is not even God strong Fate above?
Granted, but doth Love fill the visible earth,
Doth God to everything that is give birth,
And is not even God strong Fate above?
Rosy is youth and sweet the early years—
But youth shall vanish, and for fervour frost
Shall sparkle, and the rose-hue shall be lost,
And smiles give sorry place to future tears.
But youth shall vanish, and for fervour frost
Shall sparkle, and the rose-hue shall be lost,
And smiles give sorry place to future tears.
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