Patience Taught By Nature

Patience Taught By Nature

O DREARY life, we cry, O dreary life !

And still the generations of the birds

Sing through our sighing, and the flocks and herds

Serenely live while we are keeping strife

With Heavens true purpose in us, as a knife

Against which we may struggle ! Ocean girds

Unslackened the dry land, savannah-swards

Unweary sweep, hills watch unworn, and rife

Meek leaves drop year]y from the forest-trees

To show, above, the unwasted stars that pass

In their old glory: O thou God of old,

Grant me some smaller grace than comes to these !--

But so much patience as a blade of grass

Grows by, contented through the heat and cold.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning