Reward

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by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Fate used me meanly; but I looked at her and laughed,
That none might know how bitter was the cup I quaffed.
Along came Joy, and paused beside me where I sat,
Saying, "I came to see what you were laughing at."

 
from Poems of Optimism by Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1919)

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