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Why should we sigh o'er a summer that's dead -- / Let us think of the summer to be. / It always better to look ahead, / For the rose will come again just as red / And just as fair to see.
Why should we weep o'er a pleasure past -- / Let us look for the pleasure to be. / New shells on the shore by new waves are cast; / Let us prize each new joy more than the last, / And laugh if the old joy flee.
What folly to die for a love that was -- / Let us live for the one to be. / For time is passing, and will not pause; / How foolish the shore were it sad because / One wave ebbed out to sea.
Then let us not sing of a year that is fled -- / Though dear its memory be: / For though summer and pleasure and love seem dead, / Love will be sweet, and the rose will be red / When they blossom for you and me.