<h2><SPAN name="page129"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>SYMPATHY</h2>
<p class="poetry">Is the way hard and thorny, oh, my brother?<br/>
Do tempests beat, and adverse wild winds blow?<br/>
And are you spent, and broken, at each nightfall,<br/>
Yet with each morn you rise and onward go?<br/>
Brother, I know, I know!<br/>
I, too, have journeyed so.</p>
<p class="poetry">Is your heart mad with longing, oh, my
sister?<br/>
Are all great passions in your breast aglow?<br/>
Does the white wonder of your own soul blind you,<br/>
And are you torn with rapture and with woe?<br/>
Sister, I know, I know!<br/>
I, too, have suffered so.</p>
<p class="poetry">Is the road filled with snare and quicksand,
pilgrim?<br/>
Do pitfalls lie where roses seem to grow?<br/>
<SPAN name="page130"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>And have
you sometimes stumbled in the darkness,<br/>
And are you bruised and scarred by many a blow?<br/>
Pilgrim, I know, I know!<br/>
I, too, have stumbled so.</p>
<p class="poetry">Do you send out rebellious cry and question,<br/>
As mocking hours pass silently and slow,<br/>
Does your insistent ‘wherefore’ bring no answer,<br/>
While stars wax pale with watching, and droop
low?<br/>
I, too, have questioned so,<br/>
But now <i>I know</i>, <i>I know</i>!<br/>
To toil, to strive, to err, to cry, to grow,<br/>
<i>To love through</i> all—this is the way to
<i>know</i>.</p>
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