Compensation

Deep calleth unto deep;—the heart
That dwelleth from the world apart
Is sometimes doubly sad;
But lo! the light that overflows!
The desert blossoms like the rose,—
The wilderness is glad!

The faith serene, the lofty cheer,
The love triumphant over fear,—
A paradise below!
Such is the treasure each may find,
(The rapture of a quiet mind,)
And such, in part, bestow.