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BEETHOVEN'S THIRD SYMPHONY.
Passion and pain, the outcry of despair,The pang of unattainable desire,
And youth's delight in pleasures that expire,
And sweet high dreamings of the good and fair
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Uplifted stays the destined death-stroke dire!
Then through a mighty sorrowing as through fire
The soul burnt pure yearns forth into the air
Of the dear earth and, with the scent of flowers
And song of birds refreshed, takes heart again,
Made cheerier with this drinking of God's wine,
And turns with healing to the world of men;
And high above a sweet strong angel towers
And Love makes life triumphant and divine.
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