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A LITTLE SONG
ROSES are but for a day,
Amaranths endure for ever;
Joys there be that fade away,
Dreams that perish never;
But, whate'er the future's holding,—
Crown of all, all else enfolding,—
Love lives on!
Well they know, who with content
Hear his oft-repeated story,
How to earthly glooms are lent
Reflexes of glory!
Rapture's first and final giver,
Star of Charon's rayless river,—
Love lives on!
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