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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.
[C. 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 pained
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.