The songs I had are withered Or vanished clean. Yet there are bright tracks Where I have been.
For what has beenthanks! For what shall beyes!
If, of all words of tongue and pen, The saddest are,'It might have been,' More sad are these we daily see: 'It is, but hadn't ought to be.'
Dost thou look back on what hath been, As some divinely gifted man, Whose life in low estate began And on a simple village green; Who breaks his birth's invidious bar, And grasps the skirts of happy chance, And breasts the blows of circumstance, And grapples with his evil star.
For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these: 'It might have been!'
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