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I mourn no more my vanished years	A
Beneath a tender rain	B
An April rain of smiles and tears	C
My heart is young again	D
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The west winds blow and singing low	E
I hear the glad streams run	F
The windows of my soul I throw	E
Wide open to the sun	F
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No longer forward nor behind	G
I look in hope or fear	H
But grateful take the good I find	G
The best of now and here	I
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I plough no more a desert land	J
To harvest weed and tare	I
The manna dropping from God's hand	J
Rebukes my painful care	I
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I break my pilgrim staff I lay	K
Aside the toiling oar	I
The angel sought so far away	K
I welcome at my door	I
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The airs of spring may never play	K
Among the ripening corn	L
Nor freshness of the flowers of May	K
Blow through the autumn morn	L
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Yet shall the blue eyed gentian look	M
Through fringed lids to heaven	F
And the pale aster in the brook	M
Shall see its image given	F
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The woods shall wear their robes of praise	N
The south wind softly sigh	O
And sweet calm days in golden haze	N
Melt down the amber sky	O
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Not less shall manly deed and word	P
Rebuke an age of wrong	Q
The graven flowers that wreathe the sword	R
Make not the blade less strong	Q
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But smiting hands shall learn to heal	S
To build as to destroy	I
Nor less my heart for others feel	S
That I the more enjoy	I
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All as God wills who wisely heeds	T
To give or to withhold	U
And knoweth more of all my needs	T
Than all my prayers have told	U
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Enough that blessings undeserved	V
Have marked my erring track	W
That wheresoe'er my feet have swerved	V
His chastening turned me back	W
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That more and more a Providence	X
Of love is understood	Y
Making the springs of time and sense	Z
Sweet with eternal good	Y
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That death seems but a covered way	K
Which opens into light	A2
Wherein no blinded child can stray	K
Beyond the Father's sight	A2
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That care and trial seem at last	B2
Through Memory's sunset air	I
Like mountain ranges overpast	B2
In purple distance fair	I
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That all the jarring notes of life	C2
Seem blending in a psalm	D2
And all the angles of its strife	C2
Slow rounding into calm	E2
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And so the shadows fall apart	B2
And so the west winds play	K
And all the windows of my heart	B2
I open to the day	K

John Greenleaf Whittier

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