A Smile and a Sigh

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(Macmillan's Magazine, May 1868.)

A smile because the nights are short!

And every morning brings such pleasure

Of sweet love-making, harmless sport:

Love, that makes and finds its treasure;

Love, treasure without measure.

A sigh because the days are long!

Long long these days that pass in sighing,

A burden saddens every song:

While time lags who should be flying,

We live who would be dying.

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