RESIGNATION
The dark house yonder is my life;
It looms against the purple night;
The windows are my stars; I count
Them all,—each window one delight.
It looms against the purple night;
The windows are my stars; I count
Them all,—each window one delight.
Oh! there are many stars above,
But mine in strong substantial woe
Are framed; I cannot misconstrue
Life's dark intent, joy's fitful glow.
But mine in strong substantial woe
Are framed; I cannot misconstrue
Life's dark intent, joy's fitful glow.
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