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SONGS OF THE SOUL

IT’S ALL UNKNOWN

Each rose-bud dawning day,In hourly opening petal-rays  Doth fair display  Its hidden beauty.
The petal-hours, unfolding smile,My drooping, lagging heart beguile.Day spreads its petals allOf novel hopes and joys withal.  The rose-buds’ there,—  “Today” is here;In time the rose-bud blooms,—While lazy day often glooms.  Forsake thy sleep  O, Lazy Day,Open Thou with thy full-bloom rayTo chase my gathered gloom away!  The rose-bud opened,  The day now smiled  In fullness fine;

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