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Chasing Woe Away


Unbidden, sorrows do fall,
On us, the heavens below;
But like clouds that darken, recall,
T
he sun again will glow.

If woes try to eat away their fill,
So thy peace of mind be gnawn
:
Then
God beseech, for sinew of will,
To say to woe.."Go, be gone"

Go, that we may see the dawn.

                                       óJohn Riedell

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