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(2) FAITH.
To sit at home and sigh,
To check the tired eyes that are fain to soar,
Beyond the blue hills and the winding shore
In careless liberty:
To check the tired eyes that are fain to soar,
Beyond the blue hills and the winding shore
In careless liberty:
To curb each impulse wild,
To drudge and minister and ask no fee,
And should rewards shower on me, let them be
To bless some wondering child.
To drudge and minister and ask no fee,
And should rewards shower on me, let them be
To bless some wondering child.
To portion out the light
And sweetness, that may just suffice to give
Due strength to keep the failing brain alive,
And nerve the hand to fight;
And sweetness, that may just suffice to give
Due strength to keep the failing brain alive,
And nerve the hand to fight;
As some rich tree that grows
Cribbed and confined, its young luxuriance shorn,
To bear the sweetness it would ne'er have borne,
But for those biting throes.
Cribbed and confined, its young luxuriance shorn,
To bear the sweetness it would ne'er have borne,
But for those biting throes.
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