Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902 . vast cloud-armies overheadAre marshalled, and the wild wind blowsIts trumpet, but thou canst not tellWhence the storm comes nor where it dost thou greatly care, -since, all is well; Thy daily task is done, And though a lowly one, Thou gavest it of thy best, And art content to restIn patience till its slow reward is far thou lookest, but thy sight is clear;Not much thou knowest, but thy faith is dear;For life is love, and love is always friendship lights the fire, and every heart,Sure of it

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Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902 . vast cloud-armies overheadAre marshalled, and the wild wind blowsIts trumpet, but thou canst not tellWhence the storm comes nor where it dost thou greatly care, -since, all is well; Thy daily task is done, And though a lowly one, Thou gavest it of thy best, And art content to restIn patience till its slow reward is far thou lookest, but thy sight is clear;Not much thou knowest, but thy faith is dear;For life is love, and love is always friendship lights the fire, and every heart,Sure of itself and sure of all the rest,Dares to be true, and gladly takes its partIn open converse, bringing forth its best:Here is sweet music, melting every chain Of lassitude and pain:And here, at last, is sleep, the gift of gifts, The tender nurse, who liftsThe soul grown weary of the waking world,And lays it, with its thoughts all furled,Its fears forgotten, and its passions still,On the deep bosom of the Eternal Will, To restUpon Gods breast. 1 mi it A*/ jap «5>.

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