Don't look for flaws as you go through life,
    And even when you find them
It is wise and kind to be somewhat blind,
    And look for the virtue behind them ;
For the cloudiest night has a hint of light
    Somewhere in the shadows hiding ;
It is better by far to hunt for a star,
    Than the spots on the sun abiding.

The world will never adjust itself
    To suit your whims to the letter ;
Some things must go wrong your whole life long,
    And the sooner you know it the beter,
It is folly to fight with the Infinite,
    And go under at last in the wrestle ;
The wiser man shapes into God's plan
    As water shapes into a vessel.                                       --Ella Wheeler Wilcox.

The Star of Zion [Charlotte, N. C.] 9 Nov. 1899: 7.

Courtesy of John M. Freiermuth.

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