LIFE LAUGHS ONWARD
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Rambling I looked for an old abode Where, years back, one had lived I knew; Its site a dwelling duly showed, But it was new.
I went where, not so long ago, The sod had riven two breasts asunder; Daisies throve gaily there, as though No grave were under.
I walked along a terrace where Loud children gambolled in the sun; The figure that had once sat there Was missed by none.
Life laughed and moved on unsubdued, I saw that Old succumbed to Young: ’Twas well. My too regretful mood Died on my tongue.