Lord Lytton

And the jasmine flower in her fair young breast,
(O the faint, sweet smell of that jasmine flower!)
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And the jasmine flower in her fair young breast,
(O the faint, sweet smell of that jasmine flower!)
And the one bird singing alone to his nest.
And the one star over the tower.

In life there are meetings which seem
Like a fate.

In life there are meetings which seem
Like a fate.

That man is great, and he alone,
Who serves a greatness not his own,
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That man is great, and he alone,
Who serves a greatness not his own,
For neither praise nor pelf:
Content to know and be unknown:
Whole in himself.

We are what we must
And not what we would be. I know that one hour
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We are what we must
And not what we would be. I know that one hour
Assures not another. The will and the power
Are diverse.

Meanwhile, there is dancing in yonder green bower,
A swarm of young midges, they dance high and low;
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Meanwhile, there is dancing in yonder green bower,
A swarm of young midges, they dance high and low;
'Tis a sweet little species that lives but one hour,
And the eldest was born half an hour ago.