This too, shall pass away
By Paul Hamilton Hayne
Art thou in misery brother?
Then I pray, Be comforted:
Thy grief shall pass away.
Thou art elated? Ah, be not too gay,
Temper thy joy:
This, too, shall pass away.
Art thou in danger?
Still let reason sway,
And cling to hope:
This, too, shall pass away.
Tempted art thou?
In all Thine anguish lay,
One truth to heart:
This, too, shall pass away.
Do rays of loftier glory round thee play?
Kinglike art Thou?
This, too, shall pass away.
Whatever Thou art, there 'er Thy footsteps stray.
Heed these wise words:
This, too, shall pass away