torsdag 21. juni 2012

Hope ?...


As does the morn's resplendent light
Dispel the gloomy shades of night,
And the whole universe delight,
With the day's illustrious sight---


So when the adverse fates decree
Nothing to man but misery,
When they despair and pain impart
To the keen agonized heart ---


Then does his course, Hope's sun from rest;
Take thro' the troubled heaving breast;
then disappears adversity,
and leaves behind felicity.


Exempt from horror is the breast,
Despair and pain sink into rest;
The sun of Hope affords delight,
and happiness supremely bright.



Poor children in Syria
Lives i danger...

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