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facts in verse.
God keeps us:—that is something good,
Whichever way the current run!
When Fate its sorry worst has done,
He leads you to life's marble mood,
Where, torpid, you await the sun.

But if, as may be, God unlock
Despair with lightning, you shall turn
In vain some kindly rest to earn:
The soft, south wind your pangs will mock—
The very stars will sting and burn.

Bethink thee, if thy soul's true mate
Should sudden from thy side be caught,
With last eve's kisses newly fraught,
And darkness overhang his fate,
A mystery that deadened thought;

And doubts, that first had plied their wings
In covert of the twilight gray,