All is well

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Whateer you dream with doubt possest, Keep, keep it snug within your breast, And lay you down and take your rest; Forget in sleep the doubt and pain, And when you wake, to work again. The wind it blows, the vessel goes, And where and whither, no one knows. Twill all be well: no need of care; Though how it will, and when, and where, We cannot see, and cant declare. In spite of dreams, in spite of thought, Tis not in vain, and not for nought, The wind it blows, the ship it goes, Though where and whither, no one knows.

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Arthur Hugh Clough (1819–1861) was an English poet whose work explores Victorian doubt and moral uncertainty. His poems "Say Not the Struggle Naught Availeth" and "The Latest Decalogue" are sharp, thoughtful, and still widely anthologized.

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