Around the year with Ella Wheeler Wilcox.

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Let the hope set.  Are there not other hopes
   That yet shall rise like new stars in thy sky?
Not long a soul in sullen darkness gropes
   Before some light is lent it from on high.
   What folly to think happiness gone by.
                   Let the hope set.
                                                               Let Them Go.