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Hope
Sweet is my hope.
Pure is the life of my hope.
With my sweet hope
I try to reach the higher worlds.
Pure is the life of my hope.
With my sweet hope
I try to reach the higher worlds.
Hope is the Thing with Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all,
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all,
Hope
Hope was but a timid friend;
She sat without the grated den,
Watching how my fate would tend,
Even as selfish-hearted men.
She sat without the grated den,
Watching how my fate would tend,
Even as selfish-hearted men.
As the Heart Hopes
It is a year dear one, since you afar
Went out beyond my yearning mortal sight
A wondrous year! perchance in many a star
You have sojourned, or basked within the light
Went out beyond my yearning mortal sight
A wondrous year! perchance in many a star
You have sojourned, or basked within the light
The Hope Of My Heart
"Delicta juventutis et ignorantius ejus, quoesumus ne memineris, Domine."