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O SWEET sincerity! - / Where modern methods be / What scope for thine and thee?
Life may be sad past saying, / Its greens for ever graying, / Its faiths to dust decaying;
And youth may have foreknown it, / And riper seasons shown it, / But custom cries: "Disown it:
"Say ye rejoice, though grieving, / Believe, while unbelieving, / Behold, without perceiving!"
-Yet, would men look at true things, / And unilluded view things, / And count to bear undue things,
The real might mend the seeming, / Facts better their foredeeming, / And Life its disesteeming.