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 :There is no unbelief, O skeptic proud! light comes but from on high, And so in grief, like faith, you turn your eye
 * Upward unconsciously.


 * There is no unbelief,

The heart that looks on when dear eyelids close And dares to live when life has only woes,
 * Some comfort knows.


 * There is no unbelief,

The soul survives though all its loves may die; The heart lives by the faith the lips deny,
 * God knoweth why.

It will be seen that, for once, revision was also improvement.

Eight other poems by Mrs. Case were found in the columns of the Free Press, as follows: