The Days Roll On.

—H. M. Burnside.

THE days roll on, the years speed past,
The old becomes the new;
The lights we loved are fading fast—
Into the distant blue.

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—Thomas Carlyle.

SO here hath been dawning

Another blue day!

Think, wilt thou let it

Slip useless away?


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The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls.

—Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.

September 11, 1879.

THE tide rises, the tide falls,
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
Along the sea-sands damp and brown
The traveller hastens toward the town,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.

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