BY A. E. W.
What tho', at noon, the sun should cease from shining—
'Tis but a cloud that hides it from the view;
So cease from troubling and from vain repining,
Clouds must pass away and sunshine come to you.
What tho' the night be dark, and long, and dreary,
Think not that it forever shall remain;
So falter not nor let thy faith grow weary;
Night must pass away and daylight come again.
Troy Daily Times. May 6, 1893: 6 col 1.