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And as, by slow degrees, new visions rise,
New scenes and aspects woo and win the soul;
Rekindle drooping hope and wake new joy;
Till—how one knows not—all along life's way
Sweet landscapes smile again and days are glad;
Welcome is duty's call, and future years
Invite to high endeavor, as they spread
Bright vistas opening far; and every pulse
With healthful beating tells the heart is strong.
Thou that hast suffered, brood not o'er thy woes,
But to thy tasks! Thy losses and thy pangs
Forget in cheerful toil; thyself forget.
There be who love thee yet; whom thou dost love;
For God and these still be it thine to live;
And, all unwearied, in love's ministries,
Go labor on and in thy works rejoice.

  Edward and Mary! for you gather yet
Around the household board a ruddy band,
Like cluster roses that upon one stalk
Hang in their sweet luxuriance; some in bud,