Reward
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Jump to navigationJump to searchby 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) | |
| Protest (Wilcox) | This is my task 
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