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The Better Way
- Author: Cary, Phoebe
- Editor: B-7413
- Newspaper: The Umpire volume V
- Page Number:
- Date: 2 20 1918
- Tags:
- poetry
THE BETTER WAY
I ask not wealth, but power to take And use the things I have aright; Not years, but wisdom that shall make My life a profit and delight. I ask not that for me the plan Of good and ill be set aside; But that the common lot of man Be noble borne, and glorified. I know I may not always keep My steps in places green and sweet, Nor find the pathway of the deep A place of safety for my feet; But pray, that when the tempter’s breath Shall fiercely sweep my way about, I make not shipwreck of my faith In the unbottomed sea of doubt; And that, though it be mine to know How hard the stoniest pillow seems, Good angels still may come and go About the places of my dreams. I do not ask for love below, That friends shall never be estranged; But for the power of loving, so My heart may keep its youth unchanged.
—Phoebe Cary.
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