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Charity.
I praised the myrtle and the rose,
At sunrise in their beauty vying;
I passed them at the short day's close,
And both were dying.
At sunrise in their beauty vying;
I passed them at the short day's close,
And both were dying.
The summer sun his rays was throwing
Brightly; yet ere I sought my rest,
His last cold ray, more deeply glowing,
Died in the west.
Brightly; yet ere I sought my rest,
His last cold ray, more deeply glowing,
Died in the west.
After this bleak world's stormy weather,
All, all, save Love alone, shall die;
For Faith and Hope shall merge together
In Charity.
All, all, save Love alone, shall die;
For Faith and Hope shall merge together
In Charity.
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