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This Life is a fleeting breath,
And whither and how shall I go,
When I wander away with Death
By a path that I do not know?

— Louise Chandler Moulton At the Wind's Will (1899)

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Youth is thy gift—the youth that baffles Time.

There is rust upon locks and hinges,
And mold and blight on the walls,
And silence faints in the chambers,
And darkness waits in the halls.

There is rust upon locks and hinges,
And mould and blight on the walls,
And silence faints in the chambers,
And darkness waits in the halls.

At end of Love, at end of Life,
At end of Hope, at end of Strife,
At end of all we cling to so—
The sun is setting—must we go? At dawn of Love, at dawn of Life,
At dawn of Peace that follows Strife,
At dawn of all we long for so—
The sun is rising—let us go.

In the Garden of Dreams (1890)

I hied me off to Arcady—
The month it was the month of May,
And all along the pleasant way
The morning birds were mad with glee,
And all the flowers sprang up to see,
As I went on to Arcady.

At the Wind's Will (1899)

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