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vor caught Of thy proud sire, who fought His way to fame, and taught Its toilsome way to thee. So even thou hast gained The victory God-given-- Yea, as our cheeks are stained With tears, and our souls pained And mute, thou hast attained Thy high reward in Heaven! WHEN IT RAINS When it rains, and with the rain Never bird has heart to sing, And across the window-pane Is no sunlight glimmering; When the pitiless refrain Brings a tremor to the lips, Our tears are like the rain As it drips, drips, drips-- Like the sad, unceasing rain as it drips. When the light of heaven's blue Is blurred and blotted quite, And the dreary day to you Is but a long twilight; When it seems that ne'er again Shall the sun break its eclipse, Our tears are like the rain As it drips, drips, drips-- Like the endless, friendless rain as it drips. When it rains! weary heart, O be of better cheer! The leaden clouds will part, And the morrow will be clear; Take up your load again, With a prayer upon your lips, Thanking Heaven for the rain As it drips, drips, drips-- With the golden bow of promise as it drips. AN ASSASSIN Cat-like he creeps along where ways are dim, From covert unto covert's secrecy; His shadow in the moonlight shrinks from him And crouches warily. He hugs strange envies to his breast, and nurses Wild hatreds, till the murderous hand he grips Falls, quivering with the tension of the curses He launches from his lips. Drenched in his victim's blood he holds high revel; He mocks at justice, and in all men's eyes Insults his God--and no one but the devil Is sorry when he dies. BEST OF ALL Of all good gifts that the Lord lets fall, Is not silence the best of all? The deep, sweet hush when the song is closed, And every sound but a voiceless ghost; And every sigh, as we listening leant, A breathless quiet of vast content? The laughs we laughed have a purer ring With but their memory echoing; And the joys we voiced, and the words we said, Seem so dearer for being dead. So of all good gifts that the Lord lets fall, Is not silence the best of all? BIN A-FISHIN' W'en d
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