While we were fearing it, it came—

While we were fearing it, it came — But came with less of fear Because that fearing it so long Had almost made it fair —

There is a Fitting — a Dismay — A Fitting — a Despair 'Tis harder knowing it is Due Than knowing it is Here.

They Trying on the Utmost The Morning it is new Is Terribler than wearing it A whole existence through.