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HOPE.
Love's barque was wreck'd—and so the crew,
According to their rigid law,
One of their comrades, Hope, o'erthrew
Into the rolling waters blue;
Who, sinking, gasping—grasp'd a straw!
According to their rigid law,
One of their comrades, Hope, o'erthrew
Into the rolling waters blue;
Who, sinking, gasping—grasp'd a straw!
Love wept; and thought that life had set,
When thus poor drowning Hope he saw;
But soon they told him not to fret,—
'Twas not, they said, the first time yet,
That Hope had lived upon a straw!
When thus poor drowning Hope he saw;
But soon they told him not to fret,—
'Twas not, they said, the first time yet,
That Hope had lived upon a straw!
Scarce said, ere 'neath that stormy scope
Hope floated, 'midst the crew's applause;
And now, so common is the trope,
That people rarely think of Hope,
Unless, alas! they think of straws!
Hope floated, 'midst the crew's applause;
And now, so common is the trope,
That people rarely think of Hope,
Unless, alas! they think of straws!
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