Life

Charlotte Bronte

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LIFE, believe, is not a dream
So dark as sages say;
Oft a little morning rain
Foretells a pleasant day.
Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,
But these are transient all;
If the shower will make the roses bloom,
O why lament its fall ?

Rapidly, merrily,
Life's sunny hours flit by,
Gratefully, cheerily,
Enjoy them as they fly !

What though Death at times steps in
And calls our Best away ?
What though sorrow seems to win,
O'er hope, a heavy sway ?
Yet hope again elastic springs,
Unconquered, though she fell;
Still buoyant are her golden wings,
Still strong to bear us well.
Manfully, fearlessly,
The day of trial bear,
For gloriously, victoriously,
Can courage quell despair !

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  • marcustardent79

    Just finished "Life" and wow, it hit me hard. You know, "Sometimes there are clouds of gloom, But these are transient all." Speaks the truth. How transient the dark times are, and bravery can conquer despair. Really makes you think, doesn't it. Anyway, good read. Strong message. Worth the time, definitely.