O you who gaze with saddened eyesAt vanished, wasted daysMay now look up and see the dawnReflecting healing raysOf hope, and joy, and confidenceIn Love's design, always.

Think not the past brought only loss—Nor yours a bitter part—Look deep and find the recompense;For wisdom's gentle artCan transform every vain regretAnd satisfy each heart.

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