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(p. 61)
19.
CONFIANÇA
I WALKED alone among the desolate woods,
The yellow autumn woods, where the dry leaves
Rustled beneath my feet, and overhead
The branches clashed and wrestled in the wind
Like the wild thoughts that wrestled in my soul.
Hushed were the birds in withered bush and brake,
The hedgeway grasses hung their
feeble heads,
The dark pines nodded to a sickly sun
Like tall funereal plumes, and to and fro
Moaned the low wind alone the desolate
sky.
O me, my heart! we had been
lovers once,
And he and I had wandered hand in hand
All through the pleasant byways of the world
Beneath a summer sun; but suddenly
Across our path there came so deep a cloud,
And followed such a storm of bitter rain
That all my heart lay crushed beneath its weight,
(p. 62)
And when again I woke to present things
I stood alone, for lie, methought,
was gone.
But GOD be thanked, that often in our griefs
A stranger’s hand may drop a blessing down
Upon our souls, or some more common chance
Win us new life, –– a poem or a song,
A random word not spoken for our ears, ––
A dream by night, –– that like a tiny seed
Falls down into our heart, and strikes a root
And buds and blossoms out into a flower!
So was it now with me, for by-and-by
Thus while I mused of mine own bitterness,
I came upon a breaking in the wood,
A cottage ivy-bound, and in the porch
A village girl that sat at work and
sang.
And I for very weariness and dole,
Not greatly caring what her song might be,
But weary only of the one sad song
Within my heart, sat down awhile to rest
Upon a fallen tree, and thus she sang:
“I sleep, but my heart is awake,
I weep, but I look for thee still,
And I watch till the dawn shall break,
And the sun
stand high on the hill!
“For patience and silence are strong
And the FATHER in Heaven is just,
(p. 63)
The night may be darksome and long,
But the daylight shall break if we
trust.
“Trust me, my darling, my
love!
I know that the whirlwind is high,
I know there is tempest above,
But never a whit care I!
“Say they ’tis vain to hope still?
I answer them only, ‘I must,’
Strong is my womanly will,
Strong is my GOD-given trust.
“All in the wind and the rain,
Darling, I watch and I wait,
I know I shall see thee again,
For the heart in my bosom is
great.
“Dead are the eyes that are dry,
And the soul that lies loveless
shall rust,
There is dawn in the nethermost sky,
Trust me, my love, only trust.”
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