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OVER AND OVER

"Just the same thing over and over!"
 But that is the way of the world, my dear;
Over and over, over and over,
 Old things repeated from year to year!

Hear what the sun saith: "Patient still,
 The vaulted heavens I climb and climb,
Over and over with tireless will,
 Day after day till the end of time!

"Never a pause and never a rest;
 Yet every morning the earth is new,
And ever the clouds in the golden west
 Have a fresh glory shining through."

Hear what the grass saith: "Up the hills
 And through the orchard I creep and creep,
Over the meadows, and where the rills
 Laugh in the shadows cool and deep.

"Every spring it is just the same!
 And because it is, I am sure to see
The oriole's flash of vivid flame
 In the pink-white bloom of the apple-tree."

Hear what dear Love saith: "Ah, I hear
 The same old story over and over;