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 | The Poems of Richard Watson Gilder |  |
TO JACOB A. RIIS
ON HIS SILVER WEDDING
Were true hearts bells, all breezes would be bringing,Straight to your heart to-day, a silver ringing
From those you've blest, the heavy hearts and sore;—
Hark the sweet sound from here to Elsinore!
| The Poems of Richard Watson Gilder | |