Men die but sorrow never dies.
Sarah Chauncey Woolsey
So many Gods, so many creeds, So many paths that wind and wind, When just the art of being kind Is all this sad world needs.
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Every day is a fresh beginning, Every morn is the world made new
world beginning day made fresh
Spring's last-born darling, clear-eyed, sweet,<br/>Pauses a moment, with white twinkling feet,<br/>And golden locks in breezy play,<br/>Half teasing and half tender, to repeat<br/>Her song of May.
moment song sweet play white
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