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From William Vincent Wallace's opera Maritana.
HAPPY MOMENTS.
In happy moments, day by day, the sands of life may pass
In swift but tranquil tide away, for time's unerring glass.
Yet hopes we used as bright to deem remembrance will recall.
Whose pure and whose unfading beam is dearer than them all;
Whose pure And whose unfading beam is dearer than them all.
Tho' anxious eyes upon as gaze, and hearts with fondness beat.
Whose smile upon each feature plays with truthfulness replete.
Some thoughts none other can replace, remembrance will recall,
Which in the flight of years we trace is dearer than them all;
Which in the flight of years we trace is dearer than them all.
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