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Winning isn't everything, but it beats anything in second place.

William C. Bryant

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Thou blossom bright with autumn dew, And colored with the heaven's own blue.
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Stand here by my side and turn, I pray, On the lake below thy gentle eyes The clouds hang over it, heavy and gray, And dark and silent the water lies And out of that frozen mist the snow In wavering flakes begins to flow Flake after flake, They sink in the dark and silent lake.
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The moon is at her full, and riding high, Floods the calm fields with light. The airs that hover in the summer sky Are all asleep to-night.
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And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, and the year smiles as it draws near its death.
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Truth crushed to earth shall rise again,- The eternal years of God are hers But Error, wounded, writhes with pain, And dies among his worshippers.
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All things that are on earth shall wholly pass away, Except the love of God, which shall live and last for aye.
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