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July 2, 1855, Brookline Massachusetts, May 6, 1915, Boston Massachusetts.
Not a lot of information is available about Theodore Chickering Williams. However he was productive. His work included these books:
Here is a poem gleaned from his book Poems of Belief
Not a star a moment stays; Every beam it gives replaces Starry beams of vanished days Into endless darkness sped. The lifted Alp's perpetual head Crumbles away, and every storm defaces Som fragment of its fiery prime; The mountain granit yields to time Surely as blown roses fail, Or the cheek of youth turns pale, Or o'er the poet's would-be deathless rhyme Oblivious years prevail. Why, then, O my frivolous soul! Sue or execrate the skies, If visibly before thy wrathful eyes Some mansion melt which once thou couldst control? Shall the fading rainbow grieve thee? Or if lovely music leave thee, Wilt thou curse it as it goes? Wilt thou in scorn Keep the the thorn And trample fiercely on a faded rose? Rather thou shalt be aware, As life's apparition flows, Of earth and sky whence thou didst pluck thy rose; Of a boundless wealth and free That can a million-fold repair The broken beauty that now grieveth thee. Battle lost, or battle won, Glorious the conflict done. Go, rainbows! I have found the sun.
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