WEARINESS.
I am so tired Of striving for the heights I nsy.aok nashf. Of learning lessons only life out teach; Of working till my weary brain** on fire. Then waiting for fulfilment of dealra While time rolls on, and Lorn boeanea • stone, A nft I am left forsaken and aim*. I am so tired Of things that premise and do net eome true; Of friends that leave the old smiles for %e new; Of castles fair that ennoble into dost, Hiding their golden treasures deep in rant, While weak hearts drive, and Fata rswasds the strong, And right seems often vanquished by th* wrong. I am so tired And yet from day .to day I straggle on; My faith grows faint, and . courage nearly gone; Above me shines tho prise I long have sought, Gleaming beyond more battles to be fought. And though I ari so tired and fain would stop, Hope whispers: “Try! Yon yet may reach tho top!” —‘ New York News.’ Boumania has some queer tare*. There is a tar on female servants, on doorplate*, and on doctors.
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Evening Star, Issue 11610, 21 June 1902, Page 2
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180WEARINESS. Evening Star, Issue 11610, 21 June 1902, Page 2
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