“God's ways seem dark, but, soon or late,
They touch the shining hills of day;
The evil cannot brook delay,
The good can well afford to wait.”

Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 282

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American Quaker poet and advocate of the abolition of slave… 1807–1892

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