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IF hours be years the twain are blest, / For now they solace swift desire / By bonds of every bond the best, / If hours be years. The twain are blest / Do eastern stars slope never west, / Nor pallid ashes follow fire: / If hours be years the twain are blest, / For now they solace swift desire.