On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round.
Be sure they sleep not whom God needs.
Heart, fear nothing, for, heart, thou shalt find her- Next time, herself!-not the trouble behind her
A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: See all, nor be afraid!
Best be yourself, imperial, plain, and true.
I have lived, And seen God's hand thro a life time, And all was for the best.