[Written for the Sentinel]

"Ye shall know the truth"

O certainty most sweet, most calm and pure,Which in his bosom glows,Who, from all mortal joy and pain secure,Nor hopes nor fears,—but knows.

Hope fades in sweet assurance; every hour,Still clearer and more clear'Tis understood that only Love has power,That good is all, and here.

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