ETERNITY.

ETERNITY.
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I thought eternity an endless stage,
Where love dies out and yearning lips grow dumb;
To-night I overlived it by an age-
The little hour I waited you to come!
If one brief hour of absence be so long,
How endless shall the many with you seem
Alas!-so soon the thrush’s song! morning
Eternity is but a flashing dream!
-Aloysius Coll