Turn away no more;Why wilt thou turn away?The starry floor,The watery shoreIs given thee till the break of day.
Loveliest of lovely things are they,On earth, that soonest pass away.The rose that lives its little hourIs prized beyond the sculptured flower.william cullen bryant
Lo these were they, whose souls the Furies steel'd,And curs'd with hearts unknowing how to yield.Thus unlamented pass the proud away,The gaze of fools, and pageant of a day!So perish all, whose breast ne'er learn'd to glowFor others' good, or melt at others' woe.Alexander Pope
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