The sea hath many thousand sands,
The sun hath motes as many;
The sky is full of stars, and Love
As full of woes as any:
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' For headstrong Youth will run his race, Although his goal be grief: - Love's Martyr, when his heat is past, Proves Care's Confessor at the last'.........So true!
Greatly Penned.Times And Tides are washing the earth away!
what is truth? what is belief? is the truth is belief? is the belief is truth?