Gentle hearts now so happy with pleasures ever near Have you ere supped sorrow with the poor Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears While we all sup sorrow with the poor There's a song that will linger forever in our ears Oh Hard times come again no more While we seek mirth and beauty music and voices light and gay There are fainting at the door frail forms Though their voices are silent their pleading looks will say Oh hard times come [?]
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