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...and more CHAPTEE XLV. THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS. ' What though the radiance which was once so bright Is now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower ; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains...

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...that will fetch the day about from sun to sun, and rock the tedious year as in a delightful dream." What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from our sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendor in the grans, of glory in the Bower 1...

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