January Thirtieth
Archbishop Butler born 1774.
Walter Savage Landor born 1775.
Henri Rochefort born 1830.
Why, why repine, my pensive friend,
At pleasures slipped away?
Some the stern fates will never lend,
And all refuse to stay.
I see the rainbow in the sky,
The dew upon the grass;
I see them and I ask not why
They glimmer or they pass.
With folded arms I linger not
To call them back; ’twere vain;
In this, or in some other spot,
I know they’ll shine again.
—Walter Savage Landor.
When disappointment comes meet it, but do not carry it along with you; nor fetter your spirit by changeless haste. “Memory will always pursue some precious instance of itself,” which will bring either renewed confidence or resignation.
—M. B. S.
For thou shalt forget thy misery;
Thou shalt remember it as waters that are passed away.
—Job 11. 16.
Gracious Father, help me to “Lift mine eyes unto the hills” that glorify the discouraging ways. May I appreciate thy great love, and from my limitations find the possibilities that are limitless. Amen.