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SINCE thou hast given me this good hope, O God, / That while my footsteps tread the flowery sod / And the great woods embower me, and white dawn / And purple even sweetly lead me on / From day to day, and night to night, O God, / My life shall no wise miss the light of love; / But ever climbing, climb above / Man's one poor star, man's supine lands, / Into the azure steadfastness of death, / My life shall no wise lack the light of love, / My hands not lack the loving touch of hands; / But day by day, while yet I draw my breath, / And day by day, unto my last of years, / I shall be one that has a perfect friend.
Her heart shall taste my laughter and my tears, / And her kind eyes shall lead me to the end.