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“Do not count, when day is o’er, daily loss from life’s rich store;
But the gains, however small, count them daily one and all:
Every sweet and gracious word, every pleasant truth you’ve heard;
Every tender glance and tone, every kindly deed you’ve known:
Let all evil things go by; still with brave endeavor, try simple joys to multiply.
Thus you’ll learn, how large a sum will with faithful reckoning come.”
— January 1, 1896 —