RETRDSPECTION
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 They ask me why my looks are sad, When all around are gay; They tell me that once could smile; And sport throughout the day. 'Tis true, but then each scene was fair Beneath youth's sunny sky! ! gaily sipp'd lifes choicest sweets

 Ere had learn'd to sigh. Atearly dawn. all natures deckd In gems of sparkling dew; 80 i'll the morning of our days

 All's seen in brightest hue: Dwt soon these visions are dispelPd, When reasons sun's on high, We then look hack en pleasures na-t. Then first welearn to sigh. And now when would smile agaln, 0rtritie as before, Reflection brings each form to view

 Of friends who aresno more: Again watcht their parting breath,

 And see tue closing eye- Oh. ask not why my looks are sad,

 Nor wonderif sigh They tell me that still have friends, Whose love Is warm and true, ssA ud that by mourning o'er the past, We slight the good nyicw. 1t Is not that value less

 The blessings which arc nigh; is not. trust, an ingrate's heart That breatLe's so ott,a sigh. But when the calm of sweet content Comes OCT the troubled mind, When oy'ry inurmuring thought IS hush'd And we are all resigned Then fears of future ills arise

 To cloud the azure sky. To check the lalf-formed, timid smile, And change 1t to a sigh.