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EM MA. O! PIl be all forgetkul, deaf and dumb,

And all you wish, to hare those changes come.

HENRY. And come they may, if not as heretofore, We cannot all the lovely vase restore; What we beheld in Love's perspective glass Has pass'd away— one sigh! and let it Pass— It was a blissful vision, and it fled, And we must get some actual good instead: Of good and evil that we daily find, That we must hoard, This banish from the mind; The food of Love, that food on which he thrives, To find must be the business of our lives; And when we know what Love delights to see,

We must his guardians and providers be.

As careful peasants, with incessant toil,

Bring earth to vines in bare and rocky soil,

O ge Brin

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Ein Laß Ball Die

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