Poems of Optimism by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Their ravening hunger for beauty;
These ask no pity, and seek no aid, But the thought of them somehow is haunting; And I wish I might fling at their feet everything That I know in their hearts they are wanting. JUSTICE However inexplicable may seem Event and circumstance upon the earth, Though favours fall on those who none esteem, And insult and indifference greet worth, Though poverty repays a life of toil, And riches spring where idle feet have trod, And storms lay waste the patiently tilled soil - Yet Justice sways the universe of God. As undisturbed the stately stars remain Beyond the glare of day's obscuring light, So Justice dwells, though mortal eyes in vain Seek it persistently by reason's sight. But, when once freed, the illumined soul looks out - Its cry will be, 'O God, how could I doubt?' |
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