Dangers Faced
My heart is filled with bitter thought,
My eyes would fain shed tears;
I have been thinking upon past,
And upon future years.
Years past — why should I stir the depths
Beneath their troubled stream?
And years that are as yet to come,
Of them I dread to dream.
Yet wherefore pause upon our way?
'Tis best to hurry on;
For half the dangers that we fear,
We face them, and they're gone.
My eyes would fain shed tears;
I have been thinking upon past,
And upon future years.
Years past — why should I stir the depths
Beneath their troubled stream?
And years that are as yet to come,
Of them I dread to dream.
Yet wherefore pause upon our way?
'Tis best to hurry on;
For half the dangers that we fear,
We face them, and they're gone.
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