I know not whence I came,I know not whither I go;But the fact stands clear that I am hereIn this world of pleasure and woe.And out of the mist and murk,Another truth shines plain.It is in my power each day and hourTo add to its joy or its pain.
I know that the earth exists,It is […]

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As when the old moon lighted by the tenderAnd radiant crescent of the new is seen,And for a moment’s space suggests the splendorOf what in its full prime it once has been,So on my waning years you cast the gloryOf youth and pleasure, for a little hour;And life again seems like an unread story,And joy […]

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It is easy to sit in the sunshineAnd talk to the man in the shade;It is easy to float in a well-trimmed boat,And point out the places to wade.
But once we pass into the shadows,We murmur and fret and frown,And, our length from the bank, we shout for a plank,Or throw up our hands and […]

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