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Parent Issue
Day
25
Month
July
Year
1873
Copyright
Public Domain
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I give thee treasures, hour hy hour, That old-time princesa askcd iu vain, And pined for in their useless power, Or died of passion's eager pain. I give thee love as God givea light, Aside írom merit or from prayer - Itejoicing in its own deligbt, And freer than the lavish air. I give thee prayers, like jewels strung Ou golden threads oí hope and fear ; And tenderer thoughts than ever hung Iu a sad augel's pityiug fear. As Earth pours freèly to the sea . Her thousand streams oí wealtli untold, So üows ray silent lile to thee, Glad that its vry sands are gold. What care I for your carelessness ? . I give Jrom depths tliat overíiovv - Eegardless that their power to bless, ïhy bpirit cannot sound or kuow. Far ling ring, on a distant dawn My triuniph shines more svveet thanlate - Wheu, from thee mortal mista withdi ;i n, Thy heart sliu.ll kuow rae. I can wait.

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Subjects
Old News
Michigan Argus