Let us be content, my soul,
With what the years have brought.
We desired a heaven, but it seems we were caught,
In the net of mundane things.
We trod the old prosaic path of humdrum circumstance.
And yet it has been good, my soul,
For looking back today - I see there was a golden light on the familier way.
Quoted from Patient Strong's "Thoughts for Every Day"
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