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This is the charm of poetry: it comes On sad perturbed moments; and its thoughts, Like pearls amid the troubled waters, gleam. That which we garnered in our eager youth, Becomes a long delight in after years: The mind is strengthened, and the heart refreshed By some old memory of gifted words, That bring sweet feelings, answering to our own, Or dreams that waken some more lofty mood Than dwelleth with the commonplace of life.