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Three Hundred Sonnets

By Martin F. Tupper

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THANKS.

Then, let me thank you; let my heart outpour
In humbleness its earnest gratitude
To all whose yearnings follow me with good,
Loving my mind and all its simple store:
O generous friends!—a cordial multitude
Hived in the West, upon that busy shore
Where fair Columbia, Britain's child, is throned
Imperial, yet with empire all unown'd,—
O generous friends!—another cordial band
From far Australia to the Arctic Seas,
And crowds around me in mine own dear land,
What thanks to pay for mercies great as these?—
Felt from the heart, and by the tongue confest,
Be the deep love of one so nobly blest!