Chapter IV
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From out the web of former lives,
The ancient catenated chain
Of joy and sorrow, loss and gain,
One certain truth my heart derives:--
Though Beauty passes, this I know,
From Change and Death, this verity:
Her spirit lives eternally--
'Tis but her forms that come and go.
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The Star-Treader, and other poemsChapter IV
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