Lost Blisses
Arthur O'Shaughnessy
1844 to 1881
Track 1
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Or Future that must come at last—
And year after year slowly lifted
What blisses were all frustrated;
Think what beautiful worlds uncreated
Think, O sorrowful Life, and repent—
Think, O Life,—had your stream but drifted
A moment, on such a day—
What loves, that were almost begun!
To heavens of golden content!
The clouds then bore back to the sun;
That shall never be said now or done!
Think, O Heart, what sweet—had you waited
To this or that holier Past,
How the sorrowful days had been gifted
Had yet been to do or to say
With solace and ravishment,
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