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 But now life's face beholden
Seemed bright as heaven's bare brow
With hope of gifts withholden
But now.


From time's full-flowering bough
Each bud spake bloom to embolden
Love's heart, and seal his vow.


Joy's eyes grew deep with olden
Dreams, born he wist not how;
Thought's meanest garb was golden;
But now!

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