[Editor: This poem by Menie Parkes was published in Poems (1867).]
Song of Hope.
The grey skies may frown on us many a day,
And the rain may ceaselessly fall,
And we never may find one cheering sun-ray;
But yet there’s an end to it all.
Our faith, by new brightness, again to renew,
A rainbow of light shall burst on our view,
And we’ll smile when we gain a fresh peep of the blue.
Tho’ sunken our hearts beneath woe upon woe,
Till we shiver and shrink from glee,
And fancy all mirth but a mere surface-show,
Yet to us even joy may be:
Our faith, by new brightness, again to renew,
A rainbow of hope shall burst on our view,
And we’ll smile when we gain a fresh peep of the blue.
Source:
Menie Parkes, Poems, F. Cunninghame, Sydney, [1867], page 22
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