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<h2> YET LIFE IS SWEET </h2>
<p>Yet life is sweet. Thy soul hath breathed along,<br/>
Thine eyes have cast their glory on the earth,<br/>
Thy foot hath touched it, and thine hour of birth<br/>
Didst give a new pulse to the veins of song.<br/>
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Better to stand amid the toppling towers<br/>
Of every valiant hope; a Samson’s dream,<br/>
Than the deep indolence of Lethe’s stream,<br/>
The loneliness of slow submerging hours.<br/>
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Better, oh, better thus to see the wreck,<br/>
And to have rocked to motion of the spheres;<br/>
Better, oh, better to have trod the deck<br/>
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Of hope, and sailed the unmanageable years—<br/>
Ay, better to have paid the price, and known,<br/>
Than never felt this tyrannous Alone!<br/></p>
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