Harriet Beecher Stowe (Гарриет Бичер-Стоу)

Think Not All Is Over

THINK not, when the wailing winds of autumn
Drive the shivering leaflets from the tree,--
Think not all is over: spring returneth,
Buds and leaves and blossoms thou shalt see.

Think not, when the earth lies cold and sealed,
And the weary birds above her mourn,--
Think not all is over: God still liveth,
Songs and sunshine shall again return.

Think not, when thy heart is waste and dreary,
When thy cherished hopes lie chill and sere,--
Think not all is over: God still loveth,
He will wipe away thy every tear.

Weeping for a night alone endureth,
God at last shall bring a morning hour;
In the frozen buds of every winter
Sleep the blossoms of a future flower.

1. The Inner Voice
2. The Old Psalm Tune
3. Mary at the Cross
4. The Charmer
5. St. Catherine Borne by Angels

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