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TREASURES.
Let me count my treasures
All my soul holds dear,
Given me by dark spirits
Whom I used to fear.
All my soul holds dear,
Given me by dark spirits
Whom I used to fear.
Through long days of anguish,
And sad nights, did Pain
Forge my shield, Endurance,
Bright and free from stain!
And sad nights, did Pain
Forge my shield, Endurance,
Bright and free from stain!
Doubt, in misty caverns,
'Mid dark horrors sought,
Till my peerless jewel,
Faith to me she brought
'Mid dark horrors sought,
Till my peerless jewel,
Faith to me she brought
Sorrow, that I wearied
Should remain so long,
Wreathed my starry glory,
The bright Crown of Song
Should remain so long,
Wreathed my starry glory,
The bright Crown of Song
Strife, that racked my spirit
Without hope or rest,
Left the blooming flower,
Patience, on my breast.
Without hope or rest,
Left the blooming flower,
Patience, on my breast.
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Suffering, that I dreaded,
Ignorant of her charms,
Laid the fair child, Pity,
Smiling, in my arms.
Ignorant of her charms,
Laid the fair child, Pity,
Smiling, in my arms.
So I count my treasures,
Stored in days long past—
And I thank the givers,
Whom I know at last!
Stored in days long past—
And I thank the givers,
Whom I know at last!
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