| Take this kiss upon the brow!And, in parting from you now,Thus much let me avow:You are not wrong who dream;Yet if hope has flown awayIn a night, or in a day,In a vision, or in none,Is it therefore the less gone?All that we see or seemIs but a dream within a dream. I stand amid the roarOf a surf-tormented shore,And I hold within my handGrains of the golden sand--How few! yet how they creepThrough my fingers to the deep,While I weep--while I weep!O God! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp?O God! can I not saveOne from the pitiless wave?Is all that we seem or seemBut a dream within a dream? |
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| "Raindrops keep fallin' on my headBut that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning redCryin's not for meCause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'Because I'm freeNothing's worrying me" |
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| No words could possibly articulate the gratitude and appreciation I have for every one of the remarkable individuals God has placed in my life…..so I won’t endeavor to structure that thankfulness into terms. All I can say is thank you. Each one of your friendships means a great deal. |
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| My forgetful soul, Awake from thy wandering dream. Listen to the alluring secret whispers begging you to break the fatal enchantment that binds every darling affection. |
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