"But I am constant as the northern star,
Of whose true fix'd and resting quality
There is no fellow in the firmament... "
No happy ending can be known
By any mortal man.
Though all the fickle world he'd roam,
He will all Endings damn.
But most Beginnings happy are,
For they of Hope comprise,
And Hope is everlasting star
That shines with sweet surmise.
And when Hope dims on cloudy night,
Hold fast; Hope need not end.
Be constant as the North Star's light
Then troubled Heart shall mend.
© 1995, 1999