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48
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[The wanderer, journeying through the midnight wood]
The wanderer, journeying through the midnight wood,Belated, gladdens when the boughs that bar
His sight of heaven, parting, disclose a star;
And, cheered by the small beam, in happier mood
Pursues his path for many a lonely rood:
Nay, quickened by that one, though faint and far,
He dreams how bright a host its brethren are,
And in the dream his lonely heart finds food.
So have I made life's journey many a mile,
Through all its tangled brakes and weary ways,
Bearing a light within my heart for days,—
Some sweet word in a letter, some love-wile,
Some grateful thanks, some valued scrap of praise,
Some fond remembered look, or treasured smile.
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