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LIFE.
Love's a song, and Life's the singer,
Hope sits listening to the strain,
'Till old Time, that discord bringer,
Jars the music of the twain.
Love, and Life, and Time, together
Rarely yet were friendly found;
If Love heralds sunny weather,
Time to other duties bound,
Buries Life half underground:—
Oh, the lot of Life how sad!
Hope sits listening to the strain,
'Till old Time, that discord bringer,
Jars the music of the twain.
Love, and Life, and Time, together
Rarely yet were friendly found;
If Love heralds sunny weather,
Time to other duties bound,
Buries Life half underground:—
Oh, the lot of Life how sad!
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Why should Time thus fail to cherish
All that lends existence worth?
Wherefore should Love droop and perish
As but doom'd to woe on earth?
Love, and Life, and Time, together
Better friends we trust may be;
If Time's of inconstant feather,
Love and Hope should still agree:—
Life is lost between the three!
Oh, the lot of Life how sad!
All that lends existence worth?
Wherefore should Love droop and perish
As but doom'd to woe on earth?
Love, and Life, and Time, together
Better friends we trust may be;
If Time's of inconstant feather,
Love and Hope should still agree:—
Life is lost between the three!
Oh, the lot of Life how sad!
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