| Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867. | | | | Resignation | | By Arthur Brooke |
| | | IF from the chaos of my youthful fate | |
| Have been shaped out some elements of rest; | |
| If, beyond hope, the madness of my breast | |
| Hath felt at least its paroxysms abate, | |
| Leaving my heart next wholly desolate; | 5 |
| If, in my brain, where, like a spirit unblest, | |
| Thought long was racked, now peace can claim a nest, | |
| In halcyon hours, to musing consecrate; | |
| Throned on composure, if the soul thus reigns, | |
| Suffering no hopes to allure, no dreams to abuse, | 10 |
| But, o’er the wreck of perished joys and pains, | |
| Calmly contemplative its course pursues, | |
| Strong, self-possessed,—’t is not from what it gains, | |
| But what it can resign, such power accrues. | | | | |
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