Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.
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He comes not in my books.
He comes not in my books.
Warre makes theeves, and peace hangs them.
Warre makes theeves, and peace hangs them.
Some flowers of Eden ye yet inherit,
But the trail of the serpent is over them all.
Some flowers of Eden ye yet inherit,
But the trail of the serpent is over them all.
Faire is not faire, but that which pleaseth.
Faire is not faire, but that which pleaseth.
There is an hour wherein a man might be happy all his life, could
he find it.
There is an hour wherein a man might be happy all his life, could
he find it.
Immodest words admit of no defence;
For want of decency is want of sense.
Immodest words admit of no defence;
For want of decency is want of sense.
A kindness spontaneously offered to him who needs it, is doubly
gratifying.
A kindness spontaneously offered to him who needs it, is doubly
gratifying.
Some falls the means are happier to rise.
Some falls the means are happier to rise.
Wouldst thou, or thou,
Forego what's now,
For all that hope may say?
No--joy's read more
Wouldst thou, or thou,
Forego what's now,
For all that hope may say?
No--joy's reply,
From every eye,
Is, "Live we while we may."
