Poems (Henley)/Thick is the darkness

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XI To W. R.
Thick is the darkness—
 Sunward, O, sunward!
Rough is the highway—
 Onward, still onward1

Dawn harbours surely
 East of the shadows.
Facing us somewhere
 Spread the sweet meadows.

Upward and forward!
 Time will restore us:
Light is above us,
 Rest is before us.

1876

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