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Many a sweet hope in life is foundered on the sands, only to be swept away by adverse & pitiless winter. To some, it may seem a triffling matter, which has prompted these [[unclear]]. But to one heart, at least, there is more truth, than poetry in them. I have been writing & thinking, more than usual today. Something has also happened which I did not really expect. My mind is troubled & my brain is weary. I shall seek my Father in prayer, & my couch for rest, grateful for the blessed boon of sleep. | Many a sweet hope in life is foundered on the sands, only to be swept away by adverse & pitiless winter. To some, it may seem a triffling matter, which has prompted these [[unclear]]. But to one heart, at least, there is more truth, than poetry in them. I have been writing & thinking, more than usual today. Something has also happened which I did not really expect. My mind is troubled & my brain is weary. I shall seek my Father in prayer, & my couch for rest, grateful for the blessed boon of sleep. |
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9 short that intervene between this present moment & the day of our national Thanksgiving.
Evening - 8 o'clock
Many a sweet hope in life is foundered on the sands, only to be swept away by adverse & pitiless winter. To some, it may seem a triffling matter, which has prompted these unclear. But to one heart, at least, there is more truth, than poetry in them. I have been writing & thinking, more than usual today. Something has also happened which I did not really expect. My mind is troubled & my brain is weary. I shall seek my Father in prayer, & my couch for rest, grateful for the blessed boon of sleep. " " "
Thanksgiving Eve. Nov 24 - '76:
There is a quiet hour before me; & I have a little alone for my Journal. Both the hour & the unclear is very acceptable to me. Last evening, quiet a number of friends & strangers gathered in our sitting-room