Thursday, July 4, 2013

July 11

MAN'S life is but a working day
Whose tasks are set aright:
A time to work, a time to pray,
And then a quiet night.

And then, please God, a quiet night
Where palms are green and robes are white,
A long-drawn breath, a balm for sorrow,--
And all things lovely on the morrow.

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