More Pain Cannot Be Wrung from Those Who Wait
|More pain cannot be wrung from
those who wait|
In fear and hope of both the worst and best.
Some day, perhaps, their hearts might find some rest,
Sure in grief or joy of their clear fate.
In the meantime, time is agony;
No second passes but impatiently,
Given the cruel passions of their state.
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