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THE GIRL’S OWN PAPER

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AFTER THE STORM.

By SARAH DOUDNEY.

Patience! for the strife is o’er;

Weary wave and dying blast

Beat and moan around the shore;

Peace must come at last.

Lo! the seagull’s silver wing

Flashes in the sunset gold;

Wait, another morn shall bring

Gladness, as of old.

Sunlight on the yellow strand,

Shadows lying still and clear,

Pearly fringes on the sand;

Murmurs, sweet to hear.

Storms of life must have their way

Ere these changeful years may cease;

Foam and tempest for to-day,

And to-morrow—peace.

Never till the fight is won,

And the bitter draught is drained—

Never till the storm is done

Shall thy rest be gained.

Waves and winds fulfil His word;

Thou, like them, shalt do His will,

Waiting till His voice is heard

Saying, “Peace, be still.”

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