May every soul that touches mine—
Some little grace, one kindly thought;
One gleam of faith
One glimpse of brighter skies
be it the slightest contact –
Get therefore some good;
One aspiration yet unfelt;
One bit of courage
For the darkening sky;
To brave the thickening ills of life;
Beyond the gathering mist –
To make their life worthwhile.
George Eliot
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