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WHENE'ER I SEE THOSE SMILING EYES by THOMAS MOORE


WHENE'ER I see those smiling eyes,
So full of hope, and joy , and light,
As if no cloud could ever rise,
To dim a heaven so purely bright
I sigh to think how soon that brow
In grief may lose its every ray,
And that light heart, so joyous now,
Almost forget it once was gay. -


For time will come with all its blights,
The ruined hope, the friend unkind,
And love, that leaves, where'er it lights,
A chilled or burning heart behind:
While youth, that now like snow appears,
Ere sullied by the darkening rain,
When once ' t is touched by sorrow's tears
Can never shine so bright again.




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