One by one the sands are flowing, One by one the moments fall;
Some are coming, some are going; Do not strive to grasp them all."

"No star is ever lost we once have seen,
We always may be what we might have been."

"Seated one day at the organ,
I was weary and ill at ease,
And my fingers wandered idly
Over the noisy keys.
But 1 struck one chord of music
Like the sound of a great Amen."

See how time makes all grief decay.

I know too well the poison and the sting
Of things too sweet.