 | Easter Lilies for nineteen hundred and fifteen |  |
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Nunc est Vivendum.
Oh, not to-day shall the end be
Of tears, nor yet to-morrow!
Life's to live, tho' each day we spend be
A day of sorrow!
Of tears, nor yet to-morrow!
Life's to live, tho' each day we spend be
A day of sorrow!
Dear dead, beloved and sighed for,
In many a green mound lying!
How shall we make the lives ye died for
Worthy your dying?
In many a green mound lying!
How shall we make the lives ye died for
Worthy your dying?
| Easter Lilies for nineteen hundred and fifteen | |