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A COSTLY good that none e'er bought or sold	A
For gem or pearl or miser's store twice told	A
Save certain watery pearls possessed by all	B
Which one by one may buy it as they fall	B
Of these though precious few will not suffice	C
So slow the traffic and so large the price	C
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It is for wrinkled brows grey locks and sighs	D
Not for bright blooming cheeks and sparkling eyes	D
When those have faded these as dimly shine	E
Then in their stead Experience may be thine	E
Books will assert and sires and pulpits teach	F
And youth may listen to their sober speech	F
And smiling lips pronounce a careless 'yes '	-
While neither eye nor heart can acquiesce	G
But grief extorts conviction brings to view	H
Those slightest words and answers 'very true '	-
Surprised reluctant yet at last compelled	I
To own what long in doubtful scale was held	I
That life whate'er the course our own has led	J
Is much the same as what our fathers said	J
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A tattered cottage to the view of taste	K
In beauty glows at needful distance placed	K
Its broken panes its richly ruined thatch	L
Its gable graced with many a mossy patch	L
The sunset lighting up its varied dyes	D
Form quite a picture to poetic eyes	D
And yield delight that modern brick and board	M
Square sound and well arranged would not afford	M
But cross the mead to take a nearer ken	N
Where all the magic of the vision then	N
The picturesque is vanished and the eye	O
Averted turns from loathsome poverty	P
And while it lingers e'en the sun's pure ray	Q
Seems almost sullied by its transient stay	Q
The broken walls with slight repairs embossed	R
Are but cold comforts in a winter's frost	R
No smiling peaceful peasant half refined	S
There tunes his reed on rustic seat reclined	S
But there the bended form and haggard face	T
Worn with the lines that vice and misery trace	T
Thus fades the charm by vernal hope supplied	U
To every object it has never tried	U
To fairy visions and elysian meads	V
Thus vulgar cold reality succeeds	V
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When sanguine youth the plain of life surveys	W
It does not calculate on rainy days	W
Some as they enter on the unknown way	Q
Expect large troubles at a distant day	Q
The loss of wealth or friends they fondly prize	D
But reckon not on ills of smaller size	D
Those nameless trifling ills that intervene	X
And people life infesting every scene	X
And there with silent unavowed success	G
Wear off the keener edge of happiness	Y
Those teazing swarms that buzz about our joys	Z
More potent than the whirlwind that destroys	Z
Potent with heavenly teaching to attest	A2
Life is a pilgrimage and not a rest	A2
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That lesson learned aright is valued more	B2
Than all experience ever taught before	B2
For this her choicest secret timely given	C2
Is wisdom virtue happiness and heaven	C2
Long is religion viewed by many an eye	O
As wanted more for safety by and by	O
A thing for times of danger and distress	G
Than needful for our present happiness	Y
But after fruitless wearisome assays	Y
To find repose and peace in other ways	Y
The sickened soul when Heaven imparts its grace	Y
Returns to seek its only resting place	Y
And sweet Experience proves as years increase	Y
That wisdom ways are pleasantness and peace	Y
Yes and the late conviction fraught with pain	D2
On many a callous conscience strikes in vain	D2
Blind to ourselves to others not less blind	S
We slowly learn to understand mankind	S
Sanguine and ardent indisposed to hold	A
The cautious maxims that our fathers told	A
We place new objects in the fairest light	E2
And offer generous friendship at first sight	E2
Expect though not the first rate mental powers	Y
A mind at least in unison with ours	Y
Free from those meaner faults that most conspire	F2
To damp our love if not put out its fire	F2
Cold o'er the heart the slight expression steals	Y
That first some trait of character reveals	Y
A fault perhaps less prominent alone	G2
But causing painful friction with our own	G2
Long is the harsh reluctant thought supprest	E2
We drive the cold suspicion from our breast	E2
But when confirmed our generous love condemn	H2
Turn off disgusted with the world and them	H2
Resolve no more at Friendship's fane to serve	I2
And call her names she does not quite deserve	I2
But this is rash Experience would confess	Y
That friendship's very frailties chill us less	Y
Sincere and well intentioned all the while	J2
Than the world's complaisant and polished smile	J2
With other chattels nameless in my verse	Y
Friends must be held 'for better and for worse '	-
And that alone true friendship we should call	B
Which undertakes to love us faults and all	B
And she who guides this humble line could prove	K2
There is there is such candid generous love	L2
And from the life her faithful hand could paint	E2
Glowing exceptions to her own complaint	E2
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But that of all discoveries life can boast	E2
Which disappoints us and surprises most	E2
Is when the pleasing veil that serves to hide	E2
Self from itself by chance is drawn aside	E2
As when perhaps some kindred mind is shown	G2
In which we trace a portrait of our own	G2
Dissolved at once as by the morning ray	Q
The mists of self delusion pass away	Q
As that bright moment's unexpected glare	M2
Shows us the best and worst of what we are	N2
Or some chance word in hasty converse dropt	E2
By which the wheel work of the mind is stopt	E2
That movement which in daily course goes round	E2
And leaves us just precisely where it found	E2
This casual word creates a wholesome pause	Y
The startled mind its quick conclusion draws	Y
Perceives the form it wears to other eyes	Y
The proper level where its talents rise	Y
And ere returning to a different theme	O2
Sinks a degree or two in self esteem	O2
Then off it goes again with little cost	E2
Save that the multiplying wheel is lost	E2
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But if such sudden shock abate its force	Y
Experience aids it by a slower course	Y
Time spite of fools and flattery lets us see	Y
Just what we are not what we thought to be	Y
Midway in life we pause compare with shame	P2
Our present progress with our early aim	P2
Look back on years with purpose high begun	C2
In which the task intended was not done	C2
And see beyond us a declining sun	C2
Fair opportunities for ever fled	E2
The vigorous impulse dying if not dead	E2
And we in knowledge habit temper state	E2
Nothing superior to the common rate	E2
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How false is found as on in life we go	Q2
Our early estimate of bliss and woe	Q2
Some sparkling joy attracts us that we fain	D2
Would sell a precious birth right to obtain	D2
There all our hopes of happiness are placed	E2
Life looks without it like a joyless waste	E2
No good is prized no comfort sought beside	E2
Prayers tears implore and will not be denied	E2
Heaven pitying hears the intemperate rude appeal	R2
And suits its answer to our truest weal	R2
The self sought idol if at last bestowed	E2
Proves what our wilfulness required a goad	E2
Ne'er but as needful chastisement is given	C2
The wish thus forced and torn and stormed from Heaven	C2
But if withheld in pity from our prayer	M2
We rave awhile of torment and despair	M2
Refuse each proffered comfort with disdain	D2
And slight the thousand blessings that remain	D2
Meantime Heaven bears the grievous wrong and waits	Y
In patient pity till the storm abates	Y
Applies with gentlest hand the healing balm	S2
Or speaks the ruffled mind into a calm	S2
Deigning perhaps to show the mourner soon	T2
'Twas special mercy that denied the boon	T2
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Our blasted hopes our aims and wishes crost	E2
Are worth the tears and agonies they cost	E2
When the poor mind by fruitless efforts spent	E2
With food and raiment learns to be content	E2
Bounding with youthful hope the restless mind	E2
Leaves that divine monition far behind	E2
But tamed at length by suffering comprehends	Y
The tranquil happiness to which it tends	Y
Perceives the high wrought bliss it aimed to share	M2
Demands a richer soil a purer air	M2
That 'tis not fitted and would strangely grace	Y
The mean c	Y

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