Helen Hunt Jackson Quotes

• All lost things are in the angels' keeping, Love; No past is dead for us, but only sleeping, Love.
• Like a blind spinner in the sun, I tread my days: I know that all the threads will run Appointed ways. I know each day will bring its task, And being blind no more I ask.
• On the king's gate the moss grew gray; The king came not. They called him dead And made his eldest son one day Slave in his father's stead.
• Father, I scarcely dare to pray, So clear I see, now it is done, How I have wasted half my day, And left my work but just begun.
• The voice of one who goes before, to make The paths of June more beautiful, is thine Sweet May!

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