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Let the sun summon all his beams to hold	A
Bright pageant in his court the cloud paved sky	B
Earth trim her fields and leaf her copses cold	A
Till the dull month with summer splendours vie	B
It is my Birthday and I fain would try	B
Albeit in rude in heartfelt strains to praise	C
My God for He hath shielded wondrously	D
From harm and envious error all my ways	C
And purged my misty sight and fixed on heaven	E
my gaze	C
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Not in that mood in which the insensate crowd	F
Of wealthy folly hail their natal day	G
With riot throng and feast and greetings loud	F
Chasing all thoughts of God and heaven away	G
Poor insect feebly daring madly gay	G
What joy because the fulness of the year	H
Marks thee for greedy death a riper prey	G
Is not the silence of the grave too near	H
Viewest thou the end with glee meet scene for	I
harrowing fear	H
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Go then infatuate where the festive hall	D
The curious board the oblivious wine invite	J
Speed with obsequious haste at Pleasure's call	D
And with thy revels scare the far spent night	J
Joy thee that clearer dawn upon thy sight	J
The gates of death and pride thee in thy sum	K
Of guilty years and thy increasing white	J
Of locks in age untimely frolicksome	K
Make much of thy brief span few years are yet to	L
come	K
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Yet wiser such than he whom blank despair	M
And fostered grief's ungainful toil enslave	N
Lodged in whose furrowed brow thrives fretful care	M
Sour graft of blighted hope who when the wave	N
Of evil rushes yields yet claims to rave	N
At his own deed as the stern will of heaven	E
In sooth against his Maker idly brave	N
Whom e'en the creature world has tossed and	O
driven	E
Cursing the life he mars 'a boon so kindly given '	-
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He dreams of mischief and that brainborn ill	D
Man's open face bears in his jealous view	L
Fain would he fly his doom that doom is still	D
His own black thoughts and they must aye	B
pursue	L
Too proud for merriment or the pure dew	L
Soft glistening on the sympathising cheek	P
As some dark lonely evil natured yew	L
Whose poisonous fruit so fabling poets speak	P
Beneath the moon's pale gleam the midnight hag	Q
doth seek	P
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No give to me Great Lord the constant soul	D
Nor fooled by pleasure nor enslaved by care	M
Each rebel passion for Thou canst controul	D
And make me know the tempter's every snare	M
What though alone my sober hours I wear	M
No friend in view and sadness o'er my mind	R
Throws her dark veil Thou but accord this	S
prayer	M
And I will bless Thee for my birth and find	R
That stillness breathes sweet tones and solitude is	T
kind	R
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Each coming year O grant it to refine	U
All purer motions of this anxious breast	V
Kindle the steadfast flame of love divine	U
And comfort me with holier thoughts possest	V
Till this worn body slowly sink to rest	V
This feeble spirit to the sky aspire	W
As some long prisoned dove toward her nest	V
There to receive the gracious full toned lyre	W
Bowed low before the Throne 'mid the bright	V
seraph choir	X

John Henry Newman

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