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Rejoice, oh! grieving heart
Quote byAdelaide Anne Procter · 1825–1864
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 309.
English (original)
Rejoice, oh! grieving heart, The hours fly past; With each some sorrow dies, With each some shadow flies, Until at last The red dawn in the east Bids weary night depart, And pain is past.
— Adelaide Anne Procter
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