Chips, fragments and vestiges by Gail Hamilton collected and arranged by H. Augusta Dodge |
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[Let not thy heart, O noble friend] |
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[Let not thy heart, O noble friend]
Let not thy heart, O noble friendMy humble gift despise,
But may the simple offering
Find favor in thine eyes.
I know that with the shining Ones
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But though thy head may knock the stars,
Thy feet must touch the ground.
Dream on, then, of those fairer realms
Above our world of strife,
And give us foretastes of the joys
That gild the “Future Life.”
But lesser crowns for lesser brows—
I count not Fate remiss
If she but grant my grateful hands
To guard thy feet in this.
To Mr. George Wood, with pair of socks, Christmas.
| Chips, fragments and vestiges by Gail Hamilton | |