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Continue to ChatPast dreams of bliss our lives contain, And slight the chords that still retain A heart estranged to joys again, To scenes by memory's silver chain Close-linked, and ever yet apart, That like the vine, whose tendrils young Around some fostering branch have clung, Grown with its growth, as tho' it sprung From one united heart. - Alan Cooper from https://whatsmyquote.com/quote/past-dreams-of-bliss-our-lives-contain-and-slight-the-chords-that-still-retain-a-heart-estranged-to-joys-again/page/2