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Poems.
And through the varied scenes of life,
That flower doth never fade,
But lives 'mid earthly joys and ills,
In sunshine and in shade.
That flower doth never fade,
But lives 'mid earthly joys and ills,
In sunshine and in shade.
It springs spontaneous in each soul,
Whate'er its lot may be;
It is the ever glorious hope
Of Immortality.
We give up life, resign our friends,
Though sad the parting be,
Yet none would ever yield the hope
Of Immortality.
Whate'er its lot may be;
It is the ever glorious hope
Of Immortality.
We give up life, resign our friends,
Though sad the parting be,
Yet none would ever yield the hope
Of Immortality.
CHANGE.
I saw thee in thy early days;
When life with thee was bright,
And not a shadow dimmed the rays
Of thy spirit's joyous light.
I knew thee in the pride of health,
With pleasure in thy heart!
A child of Fortune's dazzling wealth,
Free from deception's art.
When life with thee was bright,
And not a shadow dimmed the rays
Of thy spirit's joyous light.
I knew thee in the pride of health,
With pleasure in thy heart!
A child of Fortune's dazzling wealth,
Free from deception's art.
