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The secrets of life are not shown except to sympathy and
likeness.
The secrets of life are not shown except to sympathy and
likeness.
Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
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Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
Making it momentany as a sound,
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream,
Brief as the lightning in the collied night,
That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,
And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!'
The jaws of darkness do devour it up:
So quick bright things come to confusion.
Our souls sit close and silently within,
And their own web from their own entrails spin;
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Our souls sit close and silently within,
And their own web from their own entrails spin;
And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such,
That, spider like, we feel the tenderest touch.
If there was less sympathy in the world, there would be less trouble in the world.
If there was less sympathy in the world, there would be less trouble in the world.
Strengthen me by sympathizing with my strength not my weakness.
Strengthen me by sympathizing with my strength not my weakness.
It [true love] is the secret sympathy,
The silver link, the silken tie,
Which heart to heart, read more
It [true love] is the secret sympathy,
The silver link, the silken tie,
Which heart to heart, and mind to mind
In body and in soul can bind.
Somewhere or other there must surely be
The face not seen, the voice not heard,
The heart read more
Somewhere or other there must surely be
The face not seen, the voice not heard,
The heart that not yet--never yet--ah me!
Made answer to my word.
Harmony of aim, not identity of conclusion, is the secret of sympathetic life.
Harmony of aim, not identity of conclusion, is the secret of sympathetic life.
For I no sooner in my heart divin'd
My heart, which by a secret harmony
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For I no sooner in my heart divin'd
My heart, which by a secret harmony
Still moves with thine, joined in connection sweet.
