<h2><SPAN name="poem72"></SPAN>LIFE’S HARMONIES</h2>
<p class="poetry">Let no man pray that he know not sorrow,<br/>
Let no soul ask to be free from pain,<br/>
For the gall of to-day is the sweet of to-morrow,<br/>
And the moment’s loss is the lifetime’s
gain.</p>
<p class="poetry">Through want of a thing does its worth
redouble,<br/>
Through hunger’s pangs does the feast
content,<br/>
And only the heart that has harboured trouble<br/>
Can fully rejoice when joy is sent.</p>
<p class="poetry">Let no man shrink from the bitter tonics<br/>
Of grief, and yearning, and need, and strife,<br/>
For the rarest chords in the soul’s harmonics<br/>
Are found in the minor strains of life.</p>
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