এই পাতাটির মুদ্রণ সংশোধন করা প্রয়োজন।
LLS LLS S LLLLL LLLLLLLLLL LL LLLLS GLLLLLLLLLLS lf the sun by thc cloud is hidden, a bit, If the welkin slows but gloom, Still hold on yet a while, brave lheart, The victory is sure to coine. No vviater vvas but summer cameo bchind, Each hollow crests the wave, They push each other in light and shade , le: steady thcin and brave. The clities of life arc sore indiced, And its pleasures flecting vain, The goal so shadowy seems and dim ; Yet plod on through the dark, brave heart. With all thy might and main. Not a work will be lost, no struggle vain, Though hopes be blighted, powers gone. Of thy loins shall come the heirs to all, Then hold on yet a while brave soul, No good is e'er undone.
