CCXXIX.-AFTER AWHILE.

After awhile is a beautiful day

The storm will be ended, and brighter the sun,
The weariness over, the task will be done;
Some sweet thing is coming to every one,
After awhile.

After awhile is a prosperous day;

Then we shall have all the wisdom we need;
Our earnest endeavors shall always succeed,
Till every ideal expand to a deed,

After awhile.

After awhile is an affluent day,

When our fugitive treasure shall all be secure,
And we shall forget that we ever were poor,
When patience shall blossom, and friendship endure,
After awhile.

After awhile is a halcyon day,

When the love we have lavished our bosoms shall bless,

Then shall be true every hand that we press,

The hearts we confide in, the lips we caress,
After awhile.

After awhile. 'Tis a merciful day,

Filled with all comfort, and free from all fear,
And thrilled with all love. Ah! if only 't was clear,
What the day of the month and the month of the year,
After awhile.

After awhile. 'Tis far away time;

For now, while impatiently counting, I see

'Tis not in the calendar open to me,

So it must be in God's in the life that's to be,
After awhile.

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