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30
HOPE ON.
Better hope—and fall
From its service weary,
Than not hope at all
In a world uncheery:
Better still, though griev'd,
Hope—and die deceiv'd,
Hopeless life is dreary!
From its service weary,
Than not hope at all
In a world uncheery:
Better still, though griev'd,
Hope—and die deceiv'd,
Hopeless life is dreary!
Better hope—and see
Constant friendship never,
Than not hope and be
Without friendship ever—
Better far to miss
Something of life's bliss
Than from all to sever!
Constant friendship never,
Than not hope and be
Without friendship ever—
Better far to miss
Something of life's bliss
Than from all to sever!
31
Better to forgive:
Still, of all things, making
Something bright to give
Hearts less cause for aching:
Though the night hath set,
There's a morning yet
Midst the angels waking.
Still, of all things, making
Something bright to give
Hearts less cause for aching:
Though the night hath set,
There's a morning yet
Midst the angels waking.
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