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PEBBLES AND SHELLS
THREE SCORE AND TEN
Only a ripple on the sea of time
As though 'twere stirred by some uncertain breath,
Then comes the calm e'er it has space to climb,
And some poor soul has passed from birth to death.

AGE AND YOUTH
When we are young we long for years
  To give us wisdom, strength and truth;
When we are old, with smiles and tears
  We oft recall the joys of youth.

THE DEAD SEA
This dark and lifeless never changing sea
Is like a life that knows not charity.
It drains the verdant earth but never gives,
And from that circumstance it never lives.

RICH OR POOR
The rich man sighs for love and sympathy
And those dear things that ne'er are bought or sold;
The poor man sighs because he has no gold
To build a mansion for his loved ones, three.

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