Quote#Hope
A scrip on my back, and a staff in my hand
Quote byHenry Francis Lyte · 1793–1847
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 49..
English (original)
A scrip on my back, and a staff in my hand, I march on in haste through an enemy's land; The road may be rough, but it cannot be long; And I'll smooth it with hope, and I'll cheer it with song.
— Henry Francis Lyte
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