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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