 | [Poems by Tabb in] Father Tabb |  |
A SONG OF EXPECTANCY
Time will tell us: only wait;
He alone the secret knows,
He alone the Delphic gate
Shuts, or open throws.
He alone the secret knows,
He alone the Delphic gate
Shuts, or open throws.
Time will tell us: kind is he;
Sorrow wins not by delay,
But the wine of joy to be
Ripens day by day.
Sorrow wins not by delay,
But the wine of joy to be
Ripens day by day.
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