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Wert thou the star of opening youth?— And is it then for thee, Its frank glad thoughts, its stainless truth, So early cease to be?

Of hope?—and was it to express How soon hope sinks in shade; Or else of human loveliness, In sign how it will fade? How was thy dying? like the song, In music to the last, An echo flung the winds among, And then for ever past?

Or didst thou sink as stars whose light The fair moon renders vain?