I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be a pleasant road.
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Anand Thakur
I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be a pleasant road.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERDreams grow holy put in action.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERNo star is ever lost we once have seen, We always may be what we might have been.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERI know too well the poison and the sting of things too sweet.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTEREach man has some part to play.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERThe stars can only shine In the dark night.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERHark! the hours are softly calling Bidding Spring arise To listen to the rain-drops falling From the cloudy skies
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERBe strong to hope, O Heart! Though day is bright,
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERDreams grow holy put in action; work grows fair through starry dreaming,
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERTrue or false, that never dies
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERTo listen to Earth’s weary voices Louder every day Bidding her no longer linger
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTEROne of these lives is a fancy, But the other one is true.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERSee how time makes all grief decay.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERTake them readily when given, Ready, too, to let them go.
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERHalf my life is full of sorrow, Half of joy, still fresh and new
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTERHave we not all, amid life’s petty strife
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