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Ella Wheeler Wilcox - In the Long Run

In the long run fame finds the deserving man. 
The lucky wight may prosper for a day, 
But in good time true merit leads the van, 
And vain pretense, unnoticed, goes its way. 
There is no Chance, no Destiny, no Fate, 
But Fortune smiles on those who work and wait, 
In the long run.

In the long run all goodly sorrow pays, 
There is no better thing than righteous pain, 
The sleepless nights, the awful thorn-crowned days, 
Bring sure reward to tortured soul and brain. 
Unmeaning joys enervate in the end, 
But sorrow yields a glorious dividend 
In the long run.

In the long run all hidden things are known, 
The eye of truth will penetrate the night, 
And good or ill, thy secret shall be known, 
However well 't is guarded from the light. 
All the unspoken motives of the breast 
Are fathomed by the years and stand confest 
In the long run.

In the long run all love is paid by love, 
Though undervalued by the hosts of earth; 
The great eternal Governemnt above 
Keeps strict account and will redeem its worth. 
Give thy love freely; do not count the cost; 
So beautiful a thing was never lost 
In the long run. 

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