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Last hours with parting dear ones,
(That time the fastest spends);
Last tears in silence shed,
Last words half uttered,
Last looks of dying friends.
(That time the fastest spends);
Last tears in silence shed,
Last words half uttered,
Last looks of dying friends.
Who but would fain compress
A life into a day,
The last day spent with one
Who, ere the morrow's sun,
Must leave us, and for aye?
A life into a day,
The last day spent with one
Who, ere the morrow's sun,
Must leave us, and for aye?
Oh precious, precious moments!
Pale flowers! ye're types of those;
The saddest, sweetest, dearest,
Because like those the nearest
To an eternal close.
Pale flowers! ye're types of those;
The saddest, sweetest, dearest,
Because like those the nearest
To an eternal close.
Pale flowers! pale, perishing flowers!
I woo your gentle breath—
I leave the summer rose
For younger, blither brows;
Tell me of change and death!
I woo your gentle breath—
I leave the summer rose
For younger, blither brows;
Tell me of change and death!
By Love's delightful influence the attack of ill humour is resisted; the violence of our passions abated; the bitter cup of affliction sweetened; all the injuries of the world alleviated; and the sweetest flowers plentifully strewed along the most thorny paths of life. Zimmerman.
