Gamaliel Bradford

(9 October 1863 - 11 April 1932 / Boston, Massachusetts)

Hope


When I was a little boy,
I followed hope and slighted joy.
Now my wit has larger scope,
I clutch at joy and heed not hope.

At least that doctrine I profess,
For there I know lies happiness;
But hope, for all the shifts I try,
Will be my sovereign till I die.

Submitted: Wednesday, April 04, 2012

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