I have come the selfsame path
To the selfsame door,
Years have left the roses there
Burning as before
While I watch them in the wind
Quick the hot tears start-
Strange so frail a flame outlasts
Fire in the heart.
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Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so.
by Henry David ThoreauWhate'er we leave to God, God does,
And blesses us;
The work we choose should be our own,
God leaves alone.
If with light head erect I sing,
Though all the Muses lend their force,