Friday, April 14, 2017

May Every Soul That Touches Mine by George Eliot

May every soul that touches mine—
be it the slightest contact –
Get therefore some good;

Some little grace, one kindly thought;
One aspiration yet unfelt;
One bit of courage
For the darkening sky;

One gleam of faith
To brave the thickening ills of life;

One glimpse of brighter skies
Beyond the gathering mist –
To make their life worthwhile.
George Eliot

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