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<blockquote data-quote="Marilyn" data-source="post: 1056139084" data-attributes="member: 25654"><p>John Burroughs - Waiting</p><p></p><p>Serene, I fold my hands and wait,</p><p>Nor care for wind, nor tide, nor sea;</p><p>I rave no more 'gainst time or fate,</p><p>For lo! my own shall come to me.</p><p></p><p>I stay my haste, I make delays,</p><p>For what avails this eager pace?</p><p>I stand amid the eternal ways,</p><p>And what is mine shall know my face.</p><p></p><p>Asleep, awake, by night or day,</p><p>The friends I seek are seeking me;</p><p>No wind can drive my bark astray,</p><p>Nor change the tide of destiny.</p><p></p><p>What matter if I stand alone?</p><p>I wait with joy the coming years;</p><p>My heart shall reap where it hath sown,</p><p>And garner up its fruit of tears.</p><p></p><p>The waters know their own and draw</p><p>The brook that springs in yonder height;</p><p>So flows the good with equal law</p><p>Unto the soul of pure delight.</p><p></p><p>The stars come nightly to the sky;</p><p>The tidal wave unto the sea;</p><p>Nor time, nor space, nor deep, nor high,</p><p>Can keep my own away from me.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Marilyn, post: 1056139084, member: 25654"] John Burroughs - Waiting Serene, I fold my hands and wait, Nor care for wind, nor tide, nor sea; I rave no more 'gainst time or fate, For lo! my own shall come to me. I stay my haste, I make delays, For what avails this eager pace? I stand amid the eternal ways, And what is mine shall know my face. Asleep, awake, by night or day, The friends I seek are seeking me; No wind can drive my bark astray, Nor change the tide of destiny. What matter if I stand alone? I wait with joy the coming years; My heart shall reap where it hath sown, And garner up its fruit of tears. The waters know their own and draw The brook that springs in yonder height; So flows the good with equal law Unto the soul of pure delight. The stars come nightly to the sky; The tidal wave unto the sea; Nor time, nor space, nor deep, nor high, Can keep my own away from me. [/QUOTE]
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