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But while I slept, my sorrows all took flight
And in my dreams the heavens opened wide,
And hosts of angels gathered to my side
And gazed on me with faces wondrous bright,
While down their cheeks there fell great drops like rain,
And each did strive to soothe my trembling fears
With thoughts of things above the vaulted blue.

Then breaking morn illumed the earth again,
And when I sought to trace the angels' tears,
Behold the grass and flowers were wet with dew.


PAIN'S RECOMPENSE
By life's alternate joy and woe
Our sorrows teach us ere they go,
The highest, noblest lesson;
That where true manhood strongest grows,
Where love in sweetest fragrance blows,
There sorrow's dewdrops glisten.

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