TRUE LOVE.
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How true, dear, my love is;
Too great to compare,
Truer than the stars,
That shoot from their sphere;
Think how the sun sets
And withdraws its light;
Think how I love thee
Alone in the night.
Think of its rising,
How it varies in time;
Oh! there is no varying
In this heart of mine.
True as a rock, then—
How could I this say
When softest of waters
Can wear stone away?
Even time must change
To eternity.
Oh! there is no changing
In my love for thee.
True as eternity!
No, it’s not begun;
All must start even
When a race is to run.
When old eternity
Becomes mossy and gray,
Then, dear, I’ll love thee
The same as to-day.
Fear not that pale death
Will drift us apart;
Ah! death cannot sever
The love in my heart.
When we reach heaven
We shall find our own;
I’m told we will know there
As we are known.
WEEP NOT.
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Weep not, friend, o’er your condition,
He who tries can find a way;
Labor, and to God petition,
Strive, and you will rise some day.
Let your steps be sure and steady,
Push ahead and never stop;
Though the field seems filled already,
There is room still at the top.
If you wish to climb life’s ladder,
Start to climb it from the ground;
If great your strength it makes it sadder
To have to climb it round by round.