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DOUBTS.
Fear not—or thou shalt find
Cause too much for fear:
Sigh not—or every wind
Shall waft thee, deep and drear,
The echoes of the murmurs
Of many a buried year.
Cause too much for fear:
Sigh not—or every wind
Shall waft thee, deep and drear,
The echoes of the murmurs
Of many a buried year.
O'er the ice-plain gliding,
Forward, fearless, race:
Doubly hard were sliding
With reverted face:
Doubts are dull rehearsals
Of self-doomed disgrace!
Forward, fearless, race:
Doubly hard were sliding
With reverted face:
Doubts are dull rehearsals
Of self-doomed disgrace!
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