Happiness comes wholly from the heart,
A light within illuminating darkness.
Now the candles flicker, now they flare,
Undulating feeling lighting where
Knowledge must give way to faith and art,
Kindled by the sense that gloom is senseless,
And love can make a song even of sadness,
Harmony in which one sings one's part.
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