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36
XXVIII.
[What though I tread the thorny path of pain]
What though I tread the thorny path of painWith feet unhardened by the soiling years;
What though I keep the well of endless tears
Warm in a heart time's frosts would seal in vain;
What though the toil, the hunger, and the stain
Have half defaced my likeness to my peers,
That scarce it seems my own face that appears
In the dim troubled mirror of my brain;
Yet, love, for thee, yet, love, for thy dear grace,
I walk in dreams as t'ward the morning star,
Through clouds that shine and open out above;
And all the future flames about my face,
And all the past lies looming low afar
To me emerging on the heights of love.
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