Hush, my heart, and do not fear the cold and weary days ahead; When comfort plummets, icy jeers will seek to lodge inside your head. Oust them with the surest hopes your seeds are safe in Heaven’s grip; Cling tenaciously – these ropes will keep you, lest your courage slip.

Hush, my heart, and do not fear
the cold and weary days ahead;
When comfort plummets, icy jeers
will seek to lodge inside your head.
Oust them with the surest hopes
your seeds are safe in Heaven’s grip;
Cling tenaciously – these ropes
will keep you, lest your courage slip.
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