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He paused where the river meets the wood,
And watched on its limpid plane
The light of reflected sunset;
White clouds amidst the flame
Of radiant rose and purple.
What beauty but who could know
That death lurked in the river
'Neath the sunset's lustrous glow.
And death lurked in a broken heart,
For every hope had fled
Of a wondrous vision that might have been
But that now was forever dead.
Yet, who could read in that tranquil face,
That reflected the sunset glow,
Of the tragic heartache and sadness
Hidden deep in the heart below.
Oh, give me the stength and power
To hide in this heart of mine,
The woe and sorrow that life may hold;
That 'round me there may shine,
Enriched by each experience
And refined by the fires of pain,
The light of love reflected
In this countenance of mine.
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