I will hope — Helen Truesdell

I will hope, I will hope,Though my pathway be setWith the darkest of sorrows,And deepest regret.

I will hope, I will hope,Though youth's visions may flee;I'll believe there is somethingIn future for me.

I will launch my frail bark,I will breast every gale,Though my rudder be riven,And shattered my sail.

Hope's anchor shall guide me,And bring me aright,When the world's fleeting visionsShall fade from my sight.