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“Let no one pray that they know not sorrow, Let no soul ask to be free from pain, For the gall of to-day is the sweet of to-morrow, And the moment's loss is the lifetime's gain. Through want of a thing does its worth redouble, Through hunger's pangs does the feast content, And only the heart that has harboured trouble Can fully rejoice when joy is sent. Let no one shrink from the bitter tonics Of grief, and yearning, and need, and strife, For the rarest chords in the soul's harmonics Are found in the minor strains of life.”

Quote by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox was an American author known for her poetry and inspirational writings. Her works emphasized personal freedom, a positive attitude towards life, and women's rights. Born on November 5, 1850, she passed away on October 30, 1919. more

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