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By thought and pain mind and heart and wrought;
From sin refrain, for life’s so sweet unfraught.
By thought and pain mind and heart and wrought;
From sin refrain, for life’s so sweet unfraught.
‘Twas when I saw the mighty sky Shutting its majestic eye Slowly in a mighty wink. As the icy wind took wing To its hole the mole did sink And the nightingale soon ceased to sing. In a thrust, out of the sky Shot an arm that struck so nigh Faster than a mortal’s eye……
The tender human heart has its seasons: Its summer’s joy, but sorrows when it snows. When silence comes, and peace surrounds, Its autumn falls, then solitude, its golden spring! Composed by V on 30th November, 2009 04:57