Is All In Vain?

I wonder of in life's long round Oue single, undlmmed thread Is wouml ; lf any happy hoor Has come without a touch of pain ; lf we one perfect goodattaln, Ur auy promlsed dowerf We watch a bnd wlth sllent grace PuBhlUK the Kri'cn nood from lts face. As forth new beauttes start ; Time thls lalr bud Is perfectlng, Wresay; then flnd sonie evil thtng Has eaten out the hearl. Do bopes, howe'er they promlse fair, Kver luinilment's frultage bearT Are alt oor strlvings valo ? Must all earth's hlgheBt, hollest tbings Keacb wlth Bolled and broken wings - lilfe know but perll and pain ? Detroit, Angust, 1887.