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Chapter 9 |
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Thus the memories of grief and trial in a truly Christian home are not discordant notes in the song, but become really its sweetest voices. As the years come and go the remembrance of losses and disappointments loses its bitterness and becomes a source of joy rather than of pain. Jean Ingelow writes:
“Sorrows humanize our race;
Tears are the showers that fertilize the world;
And memory of things precious keepeth warm
The heart that once did hold them.
“They are poor
That have lost nothing; they are poorer far
Who, losing, have forgotten; they most poor
Of all who lose and wish they might forget.
For life is one, and in its warp and woof
There runs a thread of gold that glitters fair,
And sometimes in the pattern shows most sweet
Where there are sombre colors.
“Let us turn
Oft and look back upon the wondrous web,
And when it shineth sometimes we shall know
That memory is possession.”
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