Speranza
1901
o dry those tears
and calm those fears
life is not made for sorrow
’twill come alas
but soon 'twill pass
clouds will be sunshine tomorrow
o lift thine eyes
to the blue skies
see how the clouds do borrow
brightness each one
straight from the sun
so is it ever with sorrow.
’twill come alas but soon twill pass clouds will be sunshine tomorrow.
Teresa del Riego.
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