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A Deep Meaning Often Lies In Old Customs.

Disappointments Are To The Soul What A Thunderstorm Is To The Air.

Secrecy Is For The Happy,--misery, Hopeless Misery, Needs No Veil; Under A Thousand Suns It Dares Act Openly.

Alas! When Duty Grows Thy Law, Enjoyment Fades Away.

No Greater Grief Than To Remember Days Of Gladness When Sorrow Is At Hand.