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AN OPTIMIST
"Or is it the heart, thou aged man!—
The heart, impassioned, strong,
Which shall be blest, as naught else can,
In perfect love ere long?"
The old man smiled: a listening breeze
Grew whist on the sun-lit slope;
The old man sighed: "Ah, none of these!
Youth's greatest gift is its hope."
