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As down in the sunless retreats of the ocean
Sweet flowers are springing no mortal can see,
So deep in my soul the still prayer of devotion,
Unheard by the world, rises silent to Thee.
As still to the star of its worship, though clouded,
The needle points faithfully o'er the dim sea,
So dark when I roam in this wintry world shrouded,
The hope of my spirit turns trembling to Thee.

— Thomas Moore Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)

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But there's nothing half so sweet in life
As love's young dream.

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Though an angel should write, still 't is devils must print.

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And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers
Is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns.

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Just as the mind the erring sense believes,
The erring mind, in turn, the sense deceives.

Go where glory waits thee,
But while fame elates thee,
Oh! still remember me!

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