Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.
I have sent up my gladness on wings, to be lost in the blue of the sky.
I have run and leaped with the rain, I have taken the wind to my breast.
My cheeks like a drowsy child to the face of the earth I have pressed.
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Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.
I have sent up my gladness on wings, to be lost in the blue of the sky.
I have run and leaped with the rain, I have taken the wind to my breast.
My cheek like a drowsy child to the face of the earth I have pressed.
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God has a house three streets away,
And every Sunday, rain or shine,
My nurse goes there her prayers to say.
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He was straight and strong, and his eyes were blue
As the summer meeting of sky and sea,
And the ruddy cliffs had a colder hue
Than flushed his cheek when he married me.
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We shall not shiver as we vainly try
To stir cold ashes once again to fire,
Nor bury a dead passion, you and I.
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By the rosy cliffs of Devon, on a green hill's crest,
I would build me a house as a swallow builds its nest;
I would curtain it with roses, and the wind should breathe to me
The sweetness of the roses and the saltness of the sea.
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The world shall be made new
Since thou hast found thy soul.
There shall be freedom for the Jew
And justice for the Pole.
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Not the muffled drums for him
Nor the wailing of the fife.
Trumpets blaring to the charge
Were the music of his life.
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Spring comes laughing down the valley
All in white, from the snow
Where the winter's armies rally
Loth to go.
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THEY knew they were fighting our war. As the months grew to years
Their men and their women had watched through their blood and their tears
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