




The Summer blossoms fast decayBeneath the Autumn's chilling breath, And man is passing thus away, Touched by the silent hand of Death.Still fading-falling-day by dayThe withered petals strew the plain, They never more shall deck the spray-But man shall rise again Behold the bare...

The Summer blossoms fast decayBeneath the Autumn's chilling breath, And man is passing thus away, Touched by the silent hand of Death.Still fading-falling-day by dayThe withered petals strew the plain, They never more shall deck the spray-But man shall rise again Behold the bare...

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ALOE wrote hymns for specific groups of people, specific occupations, and some longer poems on spiritual subjects. From the preface: "To admit rhymes for ragged children, needlewomen, and paupers into a book of sacred song, may-in the opinion of some critics-deprive it of all...
