The heart bow'd down by weight of woe,
To weakest hope will cling,
To thought and impulse while they flow,
That can no comfort bring,
That can, that can no comfort bring,
With those exciting scenes will blend,
O'er pleasure's pathway thrown;
But mem'ry is the only friend
That grief can call its own.
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For hope is but the dream of those that wake. -Matthew Prior.
For hope is but the dream of those that wake. -Matthew Prior.
For the hopes of men have been justly called waking dreams.
For the hopes of men have been justly called waking dreams.
Those who wish to sing always find a song.
Those who wish to sing always find a song.
We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.
We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.
Man needs, for his happiness, not only the enjoyment of this or that, but hope and enterprise and change.
Man needs, for his happiness, not only the enjoyment of this or that, but hope and enterprise and change.
And Hope enchanted smiled, and waved her golden hair.
And Hope enchanted smiled, and waved her golden hair.
Once you choose hope, anything's possible.
Once you choose hope, anything's possible.
Cease, every joy, to glimmer in my mind,
But leave,--oh! leave the light of Hope behind!
Cease, every joy, to glimmer in my mind,
But leave,--oh! leave the light of Hope behind!
