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should we not make friends with happiness?
 * Life has its grieving moments, it is true,
 * And daily cares—but O, its rapture, too!

Why should we gather thorns when flowers press About our feet and sweet, wild things confess
 * Their inner radiance, as if they knew
 * There shone for us beyond the steadfast blue

A love that asks no guerdon but to bless?

Foundation for our spiritual home we lay
 * In all we do and are, and we must lose

The power of inner vision if we stay
 * Among the shadows grieving, nor possess
 * Discerning mind and steadfast heart to choose
 * Those thoughts that make us friends with happiness.