Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.
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Go West, young man, and grow up with the country.
Go West, young man, and grow up with the country.
Yet a little while, and (the happy hour) will be over, nor ever
more shall we be able to read more
Yet a little while, and (the happy hour) will be over, nor ever
more shall we be able to recall it.
Foul-spoken coward, that thunder'st with thy tongue,
And with thy weapon nothing dar'st perform.
Foul-spoken coward, that thunder'st with thy tongue,
And with thy weapon nothing dar'st perform.
Sir, she can turn, and turn, and yet go on,
And turn again.
Sir, she can turn, and turn, and yet go on,
And turn again.
Love conquers all things; let us own her dominion.
Love conquers all things; let us own her dominion.
If one swain scorns you, you will soon find another.
If one swain scorns you, you will soon find another.
Honour and profit lie not in one sacke.
Honour and profit lie not in one sacke.
A man's dying is more the survivors' affair than his own.
A man's dying is more the survivors' affair than his own.
