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THE SUNSHINE OF THE HEART.
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Forgetting that from Time's dim shore
Earth's treasures all depart,
While I may keep forevermore
The sunshine of the heart.

This is the magic I would hold,
My spell to win me love;
My wand to change all dross to gold,
My guide to peace above;
My strength against the blast to bow,
My shield 'gainst every dart,—
That I may keep, as I do now,
The sunshine of the heart.

And you—if when you grasp at last
The prize your deeds would claim,
You long for a discarded past
And spurn your empty fame—
If you should sigh, with grief opprest,
To see your dreams depart,
Come, share my love, my peace, my rest,—
My sunshine of the heart!