To W. R. (ii)
Thick is the darkness-
Sunward, O, sunward!
Rough is the highway-
Onward, still onward!
Dawn harbours surely
East of the shadows.
Facing us somewhere
Spread the sweet meadows.
Upward and forward!
Time will restore us:
Light is above us,
Rest is before us.
William Ernest Henley
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