01UndatedWhen in the mid-day march we meet The outstretched shadows of the night, The promise, how divinely sweet, “At eventide, it shall be light.”Alice Cary / quote ↗
02UndatedSo I will trudge with heart elate, And feet with courage shod, For that which men call chance and fate Is the handiwork of God.Alice Cary / quote ↗
03In print by 1911 ADTrue worth is in being, not seeming; In doing each day that goes by, Some little good—not in the dreaming Of great things to do by and by, For whatever men say in blindness, And spite of the fancies of youth, There's nothing so kingly as kindness, And nothing so royal as truth. We get back our mete as we measure: We cannot do wrong and feel right; Nor can we give pain and gain pleasure, For justice avenges each slight. The air for the wing of the sparrow, The bush for the robin and wren, But always the path that is narrow And straight for the children of men.Alice Cary / quote ↗
04In print by 1911 ADI love the flowers that come about with spring, And whether they be scarlet, white or blue, It mattereth to me not anything, For when I see them full of sun and dew, My heart doth get so full with its delight, I know not blue from red, nor red from white.Alice Cary / quote ↗
05In print by 1911 ADAh, don't be sorrowful, darling, And don't be sorrowful, pray; Taking the year together, my dear, There isn't more night than day. 'Tis rainy weather, my darling; Time's waves they heavily run; But taking the year together, my dear, There isn't more cloud than sun.Alice Cary / quote ↗
