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There is but halting for the wearied foot The better way is hidden. Faith hath failed One stronger far than reason mastered her. It is not reason makes faith hard, but life.

Jean Ingelow

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Jean Ingelow
Age: 77 †
Born: 1820
Born: March 17
Died: 1897
Died: July 20
Novelist
Poet
Writer
Boston
England
Orris
Faith
Wearied
Makes
Mastered
Reason
Hath
Better
Foot
Hard
Failed
Way
Hidden
Life
Stronger
Feet
Halting

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