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Never again the same rich purple sunset,
Or golden afterglow;
Never again the same sweet day of summer
Thy life shall know.


Never again the same rainbowed illusions
That come alone to youth;
Never perchance such beautiful ideals
Of love and truth.


Never again the same transcendent moment
To lift by kindly word,
Or generous act, or smile, the heart of mortal
By sorrow stirred.


Never the same inspiring high endeavor
With which the soul is rife;
Never again the same grand wondrous journey
Which we call life.


Never the same ecstatic joy of loving
The human or divine:
Then seize the present with each fruitful moment--
Naught else is thine.