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From “ The Dead Master'
To the last hour of his long, honored life,
Who loves and lives with Nature tolerates
RICHARD HENRY STODDARD
Publishers : Charles Soribner's Sons, New York
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Refore this inner gaze
Look outs with exceeding love and write
Oftenpeare woulsen thoi sing.
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And they who seed shall day: "Heat-witefiry Jango ufiw their pootó page What art is his thwwrittuwapells to find "That Xway, fremssnood tezlnood she willing minds
Trelliam Cullen Bryant Gopia Occł 1894
" BLESSINGS be with them, and eternal praise,
Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares,
The Poets! who on earth have made us heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays !”
Go, little wonder-song,
Into the world of men!
And then come back again.
Ring over all the world,
In country, town and mart;
To rise and do his part.
Encourage those who fall
On battlefields of life
WILLIAM JAMES PRICE.
From Interludes, Baltimore.