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PRELUDE TO A FIRST EDITION. |
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PRELUDE TO A FIRST EDITION.
Thou canst not hide thyself behind thy work;It puts thee in the front, so that man's eye,
Looking on it, sees thee. Truth will not lurk
Unseen in fair false words: thou canst not lie.
Therefore I say no word about my Rhymes,
But give them as they came—the latest last—
That he who deigns to listen to their chimes,
May tell how wears the heart from which they pass'd.
O reader, if thou hear one heavenward peal
Amid the clang that is but earthly noise,
And if the echo from thy breast reveal
A kindred note, then will my heart rejoice.
I shall exult if thy approving look,
Bespeak a soul within my little book.
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