codex002489-020r

Leap off like a thief; try to hide you
From angels all waiting you there!
Go forward! whatever betide you
Don't stop at the station Despair.
[G. Union].

Sun Shadow's.
Ella Wheeler.

There never was success so nobly gained
Or victory so free from earthly dross,
But, in the winning, come one, had been [painted]
And some one, suffered loss.

There never was so wisely planned, a fate
Or festal throng, with hearts on pleasure bent,
But some neglected one, outside the gate.
Wept tears of discontent.

There never was a bridal mourning fair
With Hope's blue sky, [&] Love's unclouded sun.
For two fond hearts, that did not bring despair
To some sad one.