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All That's Bright Must Fade

Thomas Moore

All that's bright must fade, --
The brightest still the fleetest;
All that's sweet was made
But to be lost when sweetest.

Stars that shine and fall; --
The flower that drops in springing; --
These, alas! are types of all
To which our hearts are clinging.

All that's bright must fade, --
The brightest still the fleetest;
All that's sweet was made
But to be lost when sweetest?

Who would seek our prize
Delights that end in aching?
Who would trust to ties
That every hour are breaking?

Better far to be
In utter darkness lying,
Than to be blest with light and see
That light for ever flying.

All that's bright must fade, --
The brightest still the fleetest;
All that's sweet was made
But to be lost when sweetest!

(Indian Air)
National Airs.

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