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Show 'I lioPJ> AND CoN~~ L DENCE . 227 It llccth the wholesome prose oflife, "With its r iches all sure and told: And scorning the beauties, tl1at calmly in strife rrruth f:lshions, it longs for tl!C things a11 rife 'With glitter, and color, aml gold. It builcleth its home 'neath an ever calm sky, Ncar streams wherein crown·jcwcls slccp,. And there it reposeth : while soothingly nigh, Some loved one, pcn:hancc, dolh mo::;t wooing:ly sigh, .As the zephyrs all full-laden creep. rrhus it musingly wustcth its strcndthl in dreams or bli'", that can never prove tr ue : And ever it revels nmid what seem~, A pnradisc smiling with llopc's warm beams, .And flowers all spangled with dew. But, even ns flowers nrc broken and fac.lc, An<lyicl~l np th(·ir perfumes-their souls,- So Y:lnish the c.:olcr::; of which c.lrcfLms nrc lnaU~J,f-: o perish the strnctuTcs on which ]fopc i:; staid, And the treasures to which the heart holds. |