The Poetry of Real Life A New Edition, Much Enlarged and Improved. By Henry Ellison |
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ON HEARING SOME ONE SPEAK WITH INDIFFERENCE OF A
POOR CHILD. |
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ON HEARING SOME ONE SPEAK WITH INDIFFERENCE OF A POOR CHILD.
“'Tis but a common child!”—thou'rt wrong, my friend!'Tis an uncared-for outcast—but of Man,
Not Nature: she casts none off thus—and can
You to a prejudice so foolish lend
An added weight, and help thus to suspend
It like a yoke about his neck? a ban:
A stern necessity: which first began
In words, but in a pow'r like Fate doth end!
There is naught common—Nature hath made naught
So common, but 't may easily be wrought
Up unto some undreamt-of aptitude,
With but a little love, a little thought!
Yea! into something, too, uncommon good
And beautiful! God's own similitude!
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