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[The morn may lend its golden smile]
The morn may lend its golden smile
When age has dimmed the eye
It cannot then of care beguile
Or check the struggling sigh
When age has dimmed the eye
It cannot then of care beguile
Or check the struggling sigh
Though sweet upon the dulled ear
Life's notes of joy shall fall
They cannot then the spirit cheer
Within her silent hall.
Life's notes of joy shall fall
They cannot then the spirit cheer
Within her silent hall.
Yet here shall Friendship's morning beam
With gladder radiance play
The image of Life's brightest dream
That ever passed away.
With gladder radiance play
The image of Life's brightest dream
That ever passed away.
Poem No. 528a; spring 1835?
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