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Gentle lady, cease thy sorrow,
Grief from Hope should solace borrow;
What were life if Hope were lost?
A helmless ship by tempest tost.
Gentle lady, cease thy sorrow,
Hope may bring a bright tomorrow.
Sorrow robs the heart of pleasure,
Hope restores it without measure;
Sorrow dims the sparkling eye,
Hope the teardrop hastes to dry–
Gentle lady, cease thy sorrow,
Hope may bring a bright tomorrow.
J. M.
In “The New World”
29 May 1849
