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DEATH'S LESSON.
Waning—waning—ever waning,
Life's full glory pales away;
Fast the youth there's no regaining,
Darkens down in swift decay;
Hopes—despairing—smiles and sorrows
Wander past without recall;
Days but rise to bring their morrows;
Blossoms flush them but to fall;
All life's prizing, death still borrows;
Shrouds and graves are waiting all.
Life's full glory pales away;
Fast the youth there's no regaining,
Darkens down in swift decay;
Hopes—despairing—smiles and sorrows
Wander past without recall;
Days but rise to bring their morrows;
Blossoms flush them but to fall;
All life's prizing, death still borrows;
Shrouds and graves are waiting all.
Preaching—preaching—ever preaching,
Change, and death, and swift decay,
Still mortality are teaching
How existence ebbs away;
Life be thou not therefore deeming
But a thing for moans and sighs:
Be thou sure its deed's redeeming
Every moment as it flies,
So shall that, scarce living seeming,
Breathe a life that never dies.
Change, and death, and swift decay,
Still mortality are teaching
How existence ebbs away;
Life be thou not therefore deeming
But a thing for moans and sighs:
Be thou sure its deed's redeeming
Every moment as it flies,
So shall that, scarce living seeming,
Breathe a life that never dies.
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