SWEET DEATH.
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he sweetest blossoms die.And so it was that, going day by dayUnto the church to praise and pray,And crossing the green churchyard thoughtfully,I saw how on the graves the flowersShed their fresh leaves in showers,And how their perfume rose up to the skyBefore it passed away. The youngest blossoms die.They die and fall and nourish the rich earthFrom which they lately had their birth;Sweet life, but sweeter death that passeth byAnd is as though it had not been:--All colors turn to green;The bright hues vanish and the odors fly,The grass hath lasting worth. And youth and beauty die.So be it, O my God, Thou God of truth:Better than beauty and than youthAre Saints and Angels, a glad company;And Thou, O Lord, our Rest and Ease,Art better far than these.Why should we shrink from our full harvest? whyPrefer to glean with Ruth?
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