Poems (Truesdell)/I will hope

by Helen Truesdell

I WILL HOPE.

I will hope, I will hope,
 Though my pathway be set
With the darkest of sorrows,
 And deepest regret.

I will hope, I will hope,
 Though youth's visions may flee;
I'll believe there is something
 In future for me.

I will launch my frail bark,
 I will breast every gale,
Though my rudder be riven,
 And shattered my sail.

Hope's anchor shall guide me,
 And bring me aright,
When the world's fleeting visions
 Shall fade from my sight.