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Robert H. Smith


“The clock of life is wound but once,And no man has the powerTo tell just when the hands will stopAt late or early hour.To lose one's wealth is sad indeed,To lose one's health is more,To lose one's soul is such a lossThat no man can restore.The present only is our own,So live, love, toil with a will,Place no faith in "Tomorrow,"For the Clock may then be still.”
Robert H. Smith
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