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Picture Show (Sassoon collection)/Vision

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VISION

I love all things that pass: their briefness isMusic that fades on transient silences.Winds, birds, and glittering leaves that flare and fall—They fling delight across the world; they callTo rhythmic-flashing limbs that rove and race...A moment in the dawn for Youth's lit face;A moment's passion, closing on the cry—'O Beauty, born of lovely things that die!'