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THOUGHT we had a lifetime at the least To spend together: And so I sat me laughing at my feast While my Love faced bad weather. There would be time to recompense all sorrow, He should be sad to-day, and glad tomorrow; So he set forth, unkissed, upon his way, And he died, yesterday.

HE world is full of happy words, And kind and pleasant people, The forests have their trees and birds, The churches have their steeple. The steeples have their silver bells, That chime for brides and parted, And cities have their crystal wells, Where drink the thirsty-hearted.