From fibers of pain and hope and trouble
And toil and happiness,--one by one,--
Twisted together, or single or double,
The varying thread of our life is spun.
Hope shall cheer though the chain be galling;
Light shall come though the gloom be falling;
Faith will list for the Master calling
Our hearts to his rest,--when the day is done.
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After the day there cometh the derke night;
For though the day be never so longe,
At read more
After the day there cometh the derke night;
For though the day be never so longe,
At last the belles ringeth to evensonge.
I said, Days should speak, and multitude of years should teach
wisdom.
I said, Days should speak, and multitude of years should teach
wisdom.
Every day may not be good... but there's something good in every day.
Every day may not be good... but there's something good in every day.
The day are ever divine as to the first Aryans. They are of the
least pretension, and of the read more
The day are ever divine as to the first Aryans. They are of the
least pretension, and of the greatest capacity of anything that
exists. They come and go like muffled and veiled figures sent
from a distant friendly party; but they say nothing, and if we do
not use the gifts they bring, they carry them as silently away.
In just two days, tomorrow will be yesterday
In just two days, tomorrow will be yesterday
Is not every meanest day the confluence of two eternities?
Is not every meanest day the confluence of two eternities?
If you don't think every day is a good day, just try missing one.
If you don't think every day is a good day, just try missing one.
So here hath been dawning
Another blue day;
Think, wilt thou let it
Slip read more
So here hath been dawning
Another blue day;
Think, wilt thou let it
Slip useless away?
Out of eternity
This new day is born,
Into eternity
At night will return.
The better day, the worse deed.
The better day, the worse deed.
