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ARTHUR O'SHAUGHNESSY

And the tears shall flow faster and faster,

Brim over and baffle resistance,

And roll down blear'd roads to each distance Of past desolation and years ;

TiH they cover the place of each sorrow,

And leave you no past and no morrow : For what man is able to master And stem the great Fountain of Tears?

But the floods and the tears meet ana gather ;

The sound of them all grows like thunder :

O into what bosom, I wonder, Is pour'd the whole sorrow of years ?

For Eternity only seems keeping

Account of the great human weeping : May God, then, the Maker and Father May He find a place for the tears !

��JOHN BOYLE O'REILLY A White Rose

HPHE red rose whispers of passion,

  • And the white rose breathes of love ;

O, the red rose is a falcon, And the white rose is a dove.

But I send you a cream-white rosebud

With a flush on its petal tips ; For the love that is purest and sweetest

Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

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