Poems (Sharpless)/Encouragement

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ENCOURAGEMENT
Tread not with gloomy brow life's dusty way, As one who bears a fardel on his back,Nor heeds what flowers bloom, what soft winds play Athwart his gray monotony of track. Sayst thou thy lot is dark? There is no lackOf sunshine all around—and e'en at nightLift but thine eyes, what wonders of delight Would woo thy spirit to a better cheer! But, 'mid the beauty, ah! what pain is hereTo comfort;—and alas! the feeble hands To strengthen for the burdens they must bear!Beside thee, ever, lo! thy brother stands. Take heart;—the bliss of helping may be thine.Nor can aught shut thee from the Love Divine.
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