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67. Ours is the seed-time; God alone Beholds the end of what is sown;

Beyond our vision, weak and dim,

The harvest time is hid with Him.- Whittier.

68. Have Hope! Though clouds environ round, And gladness hides her face in scorn,

Put thou the shadow from thy brow,

-Schiller.

No night but hath its morn.

69. Howe'er it be, it seems to me
'Tis only noble to be good;
Kind hearts are more than coronets,

And simple faith than Norman blood.

70. 'Tis sweet to think, when struggling
The goal of life to win,

That just beyond the shores of time
The better years begin.-Curry.

71. Wisdom, with our stature, grant us,
Goodness for each growing year,-

Nor let folly's wiles enchant us
From our duty's sacred sphere.

-Tennyson.

-Mrs. Sigourney.

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