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TO THOSE THAT WOULD HELP THE FALLEN.
GO PLANT THE CRAFTS THAT GIVE A DEEP DELIGHTTO ALL WHO MAKE, TO ALL WHO USE AND SEE:—
NEW CRAFTS WHERE ROUGHEST MEN CAN HINT AT THE THOUGHT
AND WRITE LIFE'S LYRIC IN A HAND SET FREE:
THE DEATHLESS TOUCH OF AGES WORKED ANEW
UPON THE DOOR OF EVERY TINIEST ROOM:
THE JOY OF LIVING PAINTED ON THE WALLS,
AND DAZZLING FABRICS WROUGHT ON ART'S HOME-LOOM.
DECKING THE PARKS: VAIR, VELVET, SILK AND GOLD:
OLD PAGEANTS MARCHING THAT WERE LONG-TIME DEAD:
INNOCENT GAMBOLS, HARP AND SONG AFOOT:—
TO PRAISE THE DAY WHEN ART AND FREEDOM WED!
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