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Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) Listen! Whoever you are as you read this, Whatever your trouble or grief, I want you to know and to heed this: The day draweth near with relief. No sorrow, no woe is unending, Though heaven seems voiceless and dumb; So sure as your cry is ascending, So surely an answer will come. Whatever temptation is near you, Whose eyes on this simple verse fall; Remember good angels will hear you And help you to stand, if you call. Though stunned with despair I beseech you, Whatever your losses, your need, Believe, when these printed words reach you, Believe you were born to succeed. You are stronger, I tell you, this minute, Than any unfortunate fate! And the coveted prize - you can win it; While life lasts ’tis never too late! Ella Wheeler Wilcox's other poems: Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1364 |
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